Although winter is still in our midst for the next month at least (and my office is an ice box), the temperatures outside almost boast the air of spring, if you ignore the chill in the wind that is, which shows us that winter is not relenting yet. And for that matter, this weekend is looking like the temperatures will once again be dropping a few degrees. I, for one, will be glad when it is finally over.
I never could figure out which season I liked best, although, winter is definitely my least favorite…but there is nothing like the encroachment of spring to put you in a good mood. With spring, nature comes alive again, people stop hibernating in their cozy homes, and new adventures and opportunities are plentiful and boundless. I think what I love the most about spring is, when I get off the bus on my way home from working in the city, I step foot onto my block and am engulfed with the wonderful fragrance of grass and trees: earth. There really is nothing as beautiful.
It’s hard to figure out how to dress for this weather. I see many women walking around in teeny jackets, no scarves and bare legs. In the past I have done the same, but I have realized something in my old age: that is the way that you get sick. Everyone in my office is walking around sneezing, and I don’t want that to be me…and did I not mention that although it’s warmish outside, my office is frigid?! I have been drinking tea all day because it is the only thing that is warming me up, although I never actually need an excuse to drink tea.
That reminds me, on a completely different note, I was texting with a friend of mine about a week or two ago, and I asked him a random question. He of course answered it, but then wondered what had brought it to mind. As with drinking tea, I never need a reason to ask a question. I’m not sure if I’ve been this way forever or not, but for as long as I can remember, I have. Without questions, from where does one learn things? And, if one does not learn things, how does one grow? I would rather ask too many questions and have an abundance of knowledge, than keep my mouth closed and know nothing.
Back to the weather, which is a favorite subject of mine. I think it sort of goes hand-in-hand with fashion. I mean, what you wear a lot of the time, reflects the weather outside. You wouldn’t walk aroundManhattanin the summer with a heavy wool coat would you? Or lay out on aLong Islandbeach in a bikini in the middle of winter? Of course not! I am dying to break out my spring dresses, but I have to be good. Instead, today I opted for a veryNew Yorklook: a black/grey wool dress, opaque stockings, my Tory flats…and most importantly, my warmest wool coat (and scarf!).