It's all my fault, as usual.

The weather has been most peculiar indeed! It's unseasonably warm. Some people blame global warming but I know better. Ever since about mid December I have been waiting literally with my index finger poised over the shutter button on my camera, waiting for it to snow. It can't be a coincidence. This is the first year I've been really ambitious about taking photos, and I'm anxious to capture Prague in all it's winter glory, but nothing. Not a drop. And if that's not enough, I actually went out and bought boots, especially for winter. I went out, braving the crowds and row after row of ugly cowboy boots, to buy some shoes suitable for the inevitable snow. In years past I've trudged through snow in my sneakers all winter.

And now I have have a pair of boots that can take on piles and piles of snow with ease, and no fucking use for them.

It's obviously my fault, it can't be a coincidence. So if you're in Prague, pining for the glory of winters past, then blame me. Of course, if you're in Prague and you just love the mild weather we're having then you can thank me. And buy me a beer.