I took this picture two days ago, in my backyard early in the morning before I left for my first class of the day. Even in the morning it felt warm and light-aired, like the first edge of summer, and it was only the first day of February. That's supposed to still be winter, right? We've had really crazy, inconsistent weather this year (at least, the portion of it I spent in California), from a latelatelate Indian summer to a sudden onslaught of wintry cold, which apparently skipped fall altogether, and then all winter we've had one day that's cold and appropriately wintry, followed immediately by a balmy spring-esque day. It makes it really hard to figure out how to get dressed every morning!
So I took this picture of the clear summery morning sky, and the telephone pole in the back corner of my yard, to prove that it's capable of being warm and lovely when, inevitably, the weather changes its mind again and goes back to being, well, Februarian.
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