Spring, please hurry!

I live damn close the the 48th parallel, and I am so fucking sick of winter, it is not even funny anymore. Not even to my enemies (of which I seem to have a never ending supply...but enough on that.)

Spring must come soon or I will end up in the mental health ward and miss the first tulips.

As an offering to the Sun God, I present the Heat Miser. Please, please,please warm me up.