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Things you like until you're tired of them

Rain

Love the rain until the arroyos fill up and Volkswagen beetles are spotted floating downstream.

Sun

Love the sun while it's delivering much needed Vitamin D, warming the skin and generally imparting a sense of well being to body and garden. Begin to not love it when first signs of sun damage appear in mid-thirties, and the fight is on to correct and prevent further evidence of sunworship in early twenties while wearing little string bikinis and olive oil. Sometimes just olive oil.

Snow

Love the snow as it's replenishing the snowpack and ensuring a healthy water table and river flow for the spring and summer to follow. Hate the snow when it accompanies an electrical outage that spans over a million people...a million...and downs trees and generally wreaks havoc once more on the Northeast. Son is fine, warm, safe, but damn, it's cold and every.one is sick and tired of the white stuff. And the stuff that follows the white stuff..the squishy, icky, brownish substance that's not really snow not really ice but more like a city imbued slush that stings and stains and generally dulls the snow white beauty it follows.

I'm headed that direction on Wednesday. Wednesday. So Mother Nature and her peeps better get it figured out and resolved before my happy butt and cute shoes get on that plane.

Cuz I don't want to be wearing my very comfortable, very practical, incredibly durable and warm Dansko clogs this trip.

This trip I want to be wearing my new red double breasted peacoat with my black leather gloves and cute black cashmere scarf and Vince Camuto flats, and my super cute but way comfy BCBG patent leather (black) flats in which I walked no less than 50 miles during a trip to Chicago last spring with nary a blister, and my Alfani pumps in croc print patent leather that look super super cute with jeans AND skirts.


That's all I have to say about that.

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