Boy what a disappointment! I had a column all arranged in my head that went something like this. Last Friday the temperature finally decided to be spring-like and jumped up into the 70s. My winter blahs turned to summer energy. I dug a lawn chair out of its hiding place in the garage and set it up in the front yard. Overnight, bundled-up students turned into tee-shirt and shorts-clad white-skinned runners and skateboarders. Pickups went past pulling trailers with boats and stock cars, instead of snowmobiles and Bobcats. As I sat I thought, “Well, it was a tough winter, but it was worth the wait; this is wonderful. I can sit here watching summer parading past my house and get my vitamin D from the bright sun instead of pills.”
I don’t understand why people live in places where it’s warm all year; there’s no spring; there’s no re-birth. My lawn chair would be outside all year and I’d probably say, “I’m not sitting out in that hot sun.” I have brothers and sisters who live in sunny Gulf Coast Florida year ‘round. They think I failed the I.Q. test because I refuse to give up living through northern winters. Of course, they’ve always lived in Florida; they’ve never experienced a wonderful Minnesota winter. I’ll often go as far south as Chicago for a weekend in the winter but that’s about it. One time my wife and I took a trip to Phoenix in November to visit someone. On the trip home we kept getting these weird looks from the airline personnel and questions like, “You’re going to Minneapolis???” Finally one friendly young woman said, “We just don’t get many older passengers going from Phoenix to Minneapolis in November.”
Well, it was back to reality Thursday morning wasn’t it?! As the rain turned to snow, I thought, “I think I’ve seen this show before.” My vitamin D came from a pill again. Thank goodness I didn’t give in to the temptation to move those plants that I’ve overwintered outside. Yes, I know I said I’m not going to do that again, but I just couldn’t throw those pretty red and pink geraniums away. I’ve seen snow before in May since I moved to Minnesota fifty odd (and this is one of the oddest) years ago, but I don’t believe it was this heavy. I imagine that folks will be unloading the boats and getting the snowmobiles back on the trailers again. It would be really nice snow to make snow people, but I think most people are a little “snowed out” right now.
I sure hope Mother Nature takes it easy on us next Sunday, Mothers’ Day. We don’t need any of this weird weather then for sure. I think of Mothers’ Day as being bright and sunny, not cold and snowy.
I’m trying to keep the blahs from returning. We widowed folks have enough blahs as it is without adding the weather. I’m going back outside in the sun and sit in my lawn chair on Mothers’ Day; if you honk, I’ll wave.
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