Our neighbors across the street, Louis and Barbara, are packing their cars to head down south for the winter. It is everything I can do not to pack myself a little bag and jump into one of those cars.
I know global warming is a serious and terrible thing, but it’s sort of hard not to see some of it as a benefit here in Minnesota. Winter is a long, frustrating event here. There’s a pretty fall for four or five weeks and then it is cold and brown or cold and white until April. Prince had a song years ago “Sometimes it Snows in April.” Yeah, it does. And even though we may not be the ice, frozen tundra all year round I imagine some figure us to be, winter is long and cold and dreary and, frankly, I don’t look forward to it.
Well, thank goodness, I am not a prairie pioneer girl getting settled into my sod hut. At least I have cable.