My Two Seasons

All my dreams are of spring and fall, which may actually be mythical seasons. In Iowa we tend to go from sweltering heat and humidity (“swamp ass” is a thing here) to winter coats and air so dry that it’s hard to tell if it’s snowing or just your dead skin flying around.

….and the people who complain all summer because it’s hot and all winter because it’s cold (especially those who complain all winter and then sit inside in AC all summer…) I say, pick one! I complain in the winter and bask in the heat all summer, no complaints!

It’s funny on the West Coast (lived here my whole life) because all my East Coast and Mid-West friends say we don’t get real seasons (or we only have 2). I don’t know about that. I really enjoy all the seasons here. I’ve even lived in San Francisco for ten years now and I still see the seasons. Maybe it’s just season-lite on the West Coast.

I hate it when people bring up fall/winter during summer, when I’m trying to soak up every last bit of warmth and trying to pretend winter doesn’t exist!