obstinate winter

Reluctant winter

               

                Winter is an adamant child, least willing to end its playful mischief. It plays truant with less frequent chilly wind and falling temperature. Spring is down the corner sending its secret codes to the trees and flowers. And summer, they say, is a little far away. The bulky overcoats are gradually leaving their six month abode. The gloves and mufflers have already left. But the light woolen wear and sweat shirts make their presence felt  among the  seniors. I wonder, why these little kiddies pretend about the weather. They are too busy with their outdoor equipment to bother about the stubborn cold wind. Cheers!