Fickle

Spring is such a crazy season in North Carolina. Yesterday was warm and nearly balmy, we stayed outside until dark with bare feet and short sleeves. A huge storm came rushing in last night. Today was cool and when we headed outside after dinner we needed jackets and rain boots and the baby needed a hat and a blanket. So strange. A month ago I would have preferred this cold weather, but after a few glorious days I'm longing for the warmth to return. I guess I'm as fickle as the weather!