Dear Mother Nature...

A rainy May day in Greenfield Park.

Drab, blah, lackluster, dull, sad, gray, gloomy...that's Wisconsin this spring. I'm tired of talking about it, but I still do. Aside from a pair of really sunny warm days about a month ago, spring has been a real dud this year.  It may be known historically as a season of new beginnings, new growth, new love, and all that, but this year it's just bringing me down.  After a gray winter, a gray spring. Ugh!

Dear Mother Nature: I'm not giving up. I've been sneaking outside, in spite of the rain and the gloom, to find evidence of spring's arrival. Trying to shine a bit of sun on the beauty of budding trees and flowers, and the advent of lustful birdsong. Thank goodness for the little things. I'm sure brighter, sunnier, warmer days will arrive any minute now. Right?