Springing

Spring is probably my least favorite of the season, mainly by process of elimination.  So sometimes on really beautiful spring days I feel bad it ranks the lowest on my list. Recently, Seattle has been giving spring its fair chance and pulling out all the stops.

 

I try to remember these days when I look at my window after doing my hair and realize it was all in vain; for rain is the kryptonite to my artificial curls.

Speaking of Seattle:  Seattlites will appreciate this tumblr.