The warm winter

Last week I wrote about frost in Moscow. The last days were very warm, I mean for winter, of course. When you go on the street you are forced to jump over puddles and heaps of dirt which are the former snow, actually.

The general view outdoor is depressing enough. It's too hard forcing myself to go to the street. Besides, the reagents used against ice cover on the streets harms shoes.

Such intermediate conditions when we have neither Russian winter nor European winter very frustrate. In addition, such weather is very favorable for catching colds. This Saturday I felt my throat ached and it hadn't passed until now.