The weather has been so nice here lately. It's been hovering from 55 to 65 and has been mostly sunny the entire time, with hardly any wind (although I do like a soft breeze now and again). I'd like it warmer but life can't be perfect. I'll take what I can get.
I love winter and all the fun stuff that it entails, but if I had to choose one season in which I had to live out the rest of my eternal life with no change or variation between the others, I'd so pick spring. Cliche, perhaps, but there! I do not want to spend the rest of my unnatural life boiling hot or freezing cold. Temperate, thank you.
And of course, it's supposed to get real humid and then rain. God is trying to spite me.