I am unsure if it's because Charlie and I are both sick while being stuck inside on a sunny day. Or perhaps, it's the mud in our yard that is accumulating as the snow begins to melt. Maybe, it's because I was putting clothes away and saw a few pairs of shorts. I miss Spring. I miss putting on a pair of capris, a tee and jumping in the car with Charlie with no particular place to go. I miss opening the sunroof and feeling warmth hit my neck from the sunbeams creeping into my car.
I miss jumping from rock to rock across a River and feeling the spray of the chilled water hitting my leg as some of the waves collapse against the rocks.
When Spring arrives I know that I will miss Winter.