Typical March.

When I think of January, I think of bright gray.  When I think of February, I think of bright gray.  And when I think of March, I think of bright gray and wind.  I've heard the complaints about winters here in Utah being too long.  Honestly, I used to not really care because I would go skiing or snow-shoeing or something.  But, that seems like sooo very long ago...before grad school, before pregnancy, before Judebear.  Today, I stayed in my sweats most of the day as I watched the snow/sleet pummel down.  I stayed in my sweats until Juno got up my face one too many times and made me realize it had stopped snowing outside.  Then, I threw on some jeans and ventured out for a walk.

It wasn't amazingly awesome or anything.  But, it was surprisingly nice.  And I'm glad I have a crazy energetic dog who's persistence got me outside on a bright gray and windy day in March.