Houston gets 9 months of summer, 5 weeks of Spring, 5 weeks of Fall, and 2 weeks of Winter (if we're lucky). And the seasons don't usually change from one to the other. This past December the temperatures ranged from 84 degrees to 34 degrees - go figure. Spring (if we're lucky enough to actually get a few days of it) means driving with the windows down and trying to have a picnic in the park before it gets too oppressively hot. As beautiful as I know Spring can be, I dread the hotter temperatures it promises to bring with it.
Yesterday was one of those weird days that starts off warm and sunny and ends cool and grey. Cool and grey is my favorite, so I was really glad to have one last ditch attempt at a cool front this year. It got down in to the '40's last night, and I loved it! I know, I know, a lot of people had a harsh Winter last year and are ready for warm weather, but I can definitely wait.
I've been wanting to go check out a new public art installation, Blue Trees, and yesterday seemed like the perfect time to go. I was actually hoping to catch the warmer, sunnier weather, but the clouds rolled in before we could get there. Thankfully the temperature hadn't dropped too much while we were there; I didn't want Jack freezing his tushie off. Dennis and I went to Whole Foods to pick up stuff for a picnic before we got to the Blue Trees.
|don't touch the art|