An Open Letter to the Weather

This is how I magine myself to look... hair blowing in the wind

Dear Weather,

I like to think that we get along pretty well. I really enjoy snow, rain, sunshiny happiness, the occasional breeze that gently tosses my hair around as if I’m a supermodel.

This past weekend was a great example. The sun was like a blanket, wrapping me in cozy warmth. My very own jacket. It was lovely. I like it when you’re nice to us. Or even a little bit bad. Like dumping snow, foot after foot, so that I’m all toasty in my house and don’t have to go anywhere. I LOVE that. When you bring rain that nourishes the dead brown grass here in CO, it’s awesome. I like the green you bring in the spring. (Look at that, a poem, just for you.) Because brown gets boring. And looks dead. Way dead.

However, you changed on us, Weather. You got cold. Oh so cold. Perhaps cold is a bit of an understatement. You turned into Mr. Freeze. I’m sure you’re haughtily tossing around puns such as, Allow me to break the ice. My name is Freeze. Learn it well. For it’s the chilling sound of your doom.” Or: Watch the numbers, Batman, for they are the harbingers of your doom.” You seem to like doom a lot. Just sayin…

You just look ridiculous.

Your current attitude is one of subzero temperatures and even subzero-ier wind chills. What happened to us, Weather? What did we do? Couldn’t you have given us a call, maybe chatted with us about what had you so upset? Communication is key, Weather. And pouring out your wrath in bitter cold is just childish. I’m sure I speak for most Coloradans when I say we’re very attached to our appendages.

So here is my request, next time you get upset and decide to make us like Narnia, all cold and wintery without Christmas, give us a call. At least let us humans negotiate a bit. Because this is intense. And you know what, we’d cry about it, but our tears are frozen.



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