dear spring...

oh how i long for your dewy mornings; your warm sunshinyness and your blue skies; your sweet smelling iris and daffodils; your fresh yummy fruits and veggies; i miss your occasional thunderstorms; i miss wearing flipflops...and most of all, i miss late nights at the shaved ice place with my friends.

winter has left me with gray skies, frigid temps and dry, itchy skin that no amount of moisturizer can quench.

please come back to me!

yours faithfully,

renee