Might as well be spring

I seriously doubt winter is finished in Baltimore but one could be forgiven for thinking so today. It's fucking gorgeous outside, close to sixty degrees and sunny. The solid-frozen snow and ice that seemed so permanent a mere 48 hours ago have dwindled to pockets of wet grey sludge. We had a very short winter, with days like today running all the way through December and deep into January, but the cold snap we endured the last six weeks was brutal.

I took a long walk instead of eating lunch, and now I can't face the pile of editing on my desk. According to forecasts, similarly warm weather is expected when we move next week. Of course it's going to rain, because EVERY TIME I HAVE EVER MOVED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE IT HAS RAINED LIKE HELL.

Saw Double Engine and baby Holden on my walk around Towson. Cute little guy!