Last year at this time, Seattle was stuck in the throes of a Narnian winter–“always winter but never Christmas.” This year, outside of one week in December when the temperature was in the teens, winter has gone missing. It’s even been in the 50’s this past week. Today, I actually worked in the yard. Trees are starting to bud. Day lilies are poking up through the ground. My grass looks like it needs to be mowed. I feel like I should have a conversation with the trees and flowers, “Don’t you know it’s only January 30?”
Whatever happened to winter?