Sick of winter

We've been assaulted lately with storm after storm dropping snow and ice on us. Usually I'm pretty good humored about snow. And winter is also a season I wish I had more photographs of. But the ice and muck everywhere has reached it's limit for me. Today my half hour commute took an hour, and when I was five minutes away from work, my car started to skid as it hit a patch of ice. Luckily (I must have had an angel one each tire), I was able to steer out of hitting the car in the next lane and avoid going into the frozen pond on my right.

Yep. I'm done with winter.