I have lived in the North for almost my whole life. I've lived in the Adirondacks, the Catskills and the Allegheny mountains. I remember the
Super Storm of 1993. I've lived in Minnesota for 10 years. So I'm not sure what I was thinking the other day when I let myself enjoy the crisp robin egg blue sky and the 40 degree temps. I let myself utter that sweet far off 'S' word: Spring. I thought no matter what, winter had to be almost over.
The next day...
Yeah. Mother Nature told me. I couldn't see two feet in front of me. I can usually see part of the skyline from here. It normally takes me under 15 minutes to get here and back home. Yesterday, it took an hour. We had a windchill today of -10.
On the other hand, if March comes in like a lion, it'll go out like a lamb. I'm hoping:).
