The Breakup.

The relationship lasted six months.

It was glorious at times, and at others, I didn't want to leave the house.

Alas, a few weeks ago, the time came where I had to say goodbye, officially.

And so one chapter ended and the other one began.

It wasn't the first time I had gone through this before, but it had been awhile.

It was: the breakup.

Officially in full swing, temperatures have risen and the ice has begun to melt as winter gives way to spring and the breakup comes bumbling in.

You thought I had a real life breakup, didn't you? Tricked you....

What started as the little things, like the sun going down later than usual and the grass peeking from behind mounds of melted snow, very quickly turned into the big bad breakup that happens every year round this time.

In fact, it's said that April is one of the "ugliest" months in Alaska, on account of the breakup. While it's... rough in appearance, I don't necessarily deem it ugly because the prospect of spring is far too overpowering.

One thing that came out of this breakup that I simply must share with you is the emergence of one particular tree.

Me and my fasciation with trees.

I believe it was the wind that knocked this baby down, but the peculiar thing about this tree is its eerie appearance. Wedged between two other trees, it scarily resembles the stick figures like the ones seen in The Blair Witch. You'll see the commonalities.

Anyhow, it is officially that time of year and while it's bittersweet to say goodbye to winter, I'm excited to see what spring has to offer.

Am I right, or am I right?

And the melting continues..