One of the things I don't understand about NYC residents is the way people FREAK OUT about a nice day, like they need to be outside for every single second of it because it's so fleeting and not a moment can be wasted. I am not a student of this school of thought, most likely because I was born and raised in Miami, Florida. Pretty, sunny days are the rule where I come from - not the exception. There have been many beautiful days before and there will be many more following. Surely we can enjoy it without acting as though it's the apocalypse.
I think this irks me a bit because Manhattan doesn't get enough credit! There are plenty of lovely days throughout both spring and autumn. No, it's not the sunshine state and it never will be, but isn't that the beauty of it? That we get to see four seasons here?
I will say, however, that I'm ready for spring. That's one bandwagon I'm always happy to hop on. The cold season was very good to me but it's time for a change. Just as I am always ready for cooler weather at the end of Indian summer, I am now ready for warmer weather as the lion (very slowly) heads out and the lamb heads in. One of my favorite physical assets are my legs and they have been bundled up in tights for a long winter!
You can't beat New York in the spring. The flowers are blooming, the breeze is blowing, and New Yorkers are visibly HAPPIER. There is so much to be enjoyed. Spring is all about new beginnings and I have a feeling a lot is going to happen for me in the next few months. Bring on the changes. I'm really, finally ready.