Lingering Days of Winter

It feels like it has been a long winter.  The days and days of rain in November and December, the snow and bitter cold in January feel like we've seen enough.  It doesn't help to have this on again off again spring tease as February drives forward.  I woke up this morning and the back yard, the neighbors roof, the windows of the cars are covered in ice and frost.  Ohm rises from the various chimneys and vents on the houses about the neighbor hood and the cars that drive by leave a long trail of exhaust visible because of the cold winter air.

I don't dislike winter and I prefer the cold, bright, frozen days to the weeks of cold, cloudy, rainy days or the inevitable snow melt when everything is saturated in slush and mud and you can not go anywhere without soaking the slush and mud as though you were dry and crusty old sponge longing for moisture.  Winter, though, feels long and cold and even the brightest days fade into an early night and start very slowly.

But I think it has more to do with the pattern that has been established these past three years, as winter crawls into spring I have crawled into unemployment and the early nights and late mornings become a bleak frame for a bleak state of mind. 

I am ready for winter to be over -- I am more ready to have consistent, steady work.