Did I ever tell you I hate cold weather

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I hate being cold although I will wish it were February chill in the middle of August when it's up near 100. I usually go for a morning and evening walk, long walk where I can look out over the lake and see the sun rise, sometimes with fiery, sunset coloring; sometimes it is just a slow warm red orange glow that fills the sky and colors the lake from deepest darkest blue to the fiery orb itself as it clears the the distant trees.

This morning though, I will not go, it's well into the thirties and I'll be chill, my nose will run and my eyes water. Later maybe - around noon when the air will be in the fifties and the sun will warm me against the cold wind. Too bright to bother taking the camera - and then I'll wish I had anyway - as something that I don't usually see will be there that I would not have seen early in the morning or later in the evening.

In the heat of summer, I will miss the cold and chill of winter and late spring - right now - I wish for a warm, partly cloudy day of early summer.