Dear Winter – Thank you for making me appreciate summer.

Groaning and grumbling, we sweat above the century temperature mark.
Glistening in the sun, splashing in the pool for relief, we beg for that cool breeze of fall.

Sweatshirts, football, leaves and crisp air, children excitedly press faces to the window to see the first snowflakes.
Turkey and family, we eagerly await the winter that is coming.

Winter is here. Sub-zero. Slick and Snowy. Thankful for the moisture.
The birds puff up and huddle against the horizontal snow and biting wind.

When will it warm up? We long for any sign of a thaw. Anything green out there?
Snow melts, mud deepens, buttercups and tulips poke through. The air sweetens with the blush of spring.

The seasons turn again in Kansas.

Dear Winter – Thank you for making me appreciate summer.