I grew up in a town with a population of 571 in rural Minnesota. As you can imagine, everyone knew everyone. Going to "the" grocery store, "the" bank, or "the" post office (one of each existed in my little town) was not merely a task to check off the to-do list. It was a social call. My eyes would glaze over as conversations of crops and church events and new babies and so-and-so's new pickup seemed to drone on and on in my childhood ears. If the adults did not consider one another to be more than distant acquaintances they could always agree to chat about one thing: The Weather.
This is a universal conversational meeting place. I have traveled to numerous countries, lived in various cities, worked at an international airport, and there is no doubt in my mind that The Weather can always save us when in a conversational quandary. You can use it as an opener, a filler, or a closer. Thank you, Weather.
I can't wait to live in a place where The Weather does not include the words and phrases "snow, blizzard, freezing rain, tornado season, below-freezing temps, and wind chill" on a regular basis. Notice the little BlogFrog picture up in the right-hand corner. That is a picture of my back yard, taken about one month ago. It looked like that for 5 months. I went outside to shovel, go to and from the car, and a few obligatory sledding outings with my son, who clearly is not being raised to be a lover of winter.
Today is April 15th. Pictures of Easter bunnies sitting in green grass don the windows of local stores. Summer clothing and bathing suits seem to proclaim hope and mercy from winter blues just by hanging on the sale racks.
Current Temp in Minneapolis is 39 degrees Fahrenheit. The forecast for tonight includes rain and snow. Tomorrow? Snow.
Good riddance, Minnesota. May God open our path to a warm destination and speed up our journey.........