As a local artist* sang one time, “Sometimes, it snows in April…” Yeah, especially if you live in Minnesota.
This year, I’ve thought of winter as that high school bully that would tease you into thinking that you can go on your way, just to yank you down and pound you when you least expect it. Now, winter is that dinner guest that just…won’t…leave, even after you’ve announced that it’s past your bed time.
For pete’s sake, it was above 70 degrees a couple of days ago…
*Prince, from the album “Parade”. Here’s the song.
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