Thursday, April 19, 2012

Springtime = Chaos

When I first moved to Portland, Ore., which was during the summer several years ago, I was so relieved to find out that—NO—it does not rain all the time. Summer is perfect and pretty. Less than a year later, I found out about springtime in Portland. For me, it is the longest season of the year and also the most unpredictable. It’s sunny—but still cold—one day. Snowing—literally—the next. Portland weather in spring gives me whiplash. Honestly, I’d almost rather it just stay gray up until a blazing hot summer, which we’ve missed out on the last few years. Thank you, La-freaking-Niña.

My best writing time used to be summer. Then I started writing For Ever in the dead of winter. I guess Portland gray suits me now, but the sunny-cold-windy-cloudy-snowy-rainy of spring still makes me crazy.

Whats your best time of the year?