Falling in love with the weather

We've seen the sun for the past 3 days now and it's given everyone a bit of extra hope, whether they'd say they needed it or not.
It's the birds constant singing, the tropical green plants and flowering trees in the middle of another dull february, the sun weaving through our hair, kissing our cheeks, stinging our eyes.

The comfortable temperature, the warm hues of the sky, the smell of fire in the air, the indifference to missing a bus as it's more time outside, it's all so nostalgic.

And so I promise just like every other winter, that this warm sun will not be taken for granted come summer time.
I bring out my Birkenstocks and shamelessly wear them with wool socks.