we're at that point

(bush outside my apartment courtyard)

we're at that point in between seasons where it's time for sprinklers to be turned on, but also time for the sprinkler water to freeze in the morning. it's time for a few warm days to elicit shorts and sandals to be worn on days when the temperature drops back down to forty degrees because hopes were high.

there was a moment yesterday when i caught myself right before i started to think negative thoughts about being warm driving around in my car for my courier job. if i start complaining now about it being warm, what in the hell is summer going to be like when triple-digit-temperatures are in the majority? sheesh. i should be pinched for that.