When first snow fell in November Winter said, “Four months, maybe five and it’s over.” We’re saying, “About time!” Weeks of deep cold, painful cold, frost on the windows and ice on the walks, Midwestern winter be gone!
Another mighty Midwestern winter and still below zero
By mid-February the first crocuses should poke through mulch where earliest sunrays fall, but not this year. Twenty-four below zero one night, nineteen below the next. Last night it was minus nine Farenheit, warmer than four other nights this week but bone-chilling for sure. This is the Midwest after all. We’re used to it. We have the clothes for it. Long-johns under dresses and layers five sweaters deep.
Road salt camouflage
Yesterday I stopped at the carwash to see if there was still a white car underneath the grey road salt and brown sand. Then I drove home at twenty miles an hour to keep it clean for one day longer–in vain.
Spring, where are you?
Somewhere in the mid-South, Spring is making first feints, getting ready to move north along the rivers and plains, spreading life-giving warmth into Wisconsin and Minnesota. While we’ve been distracted by Midwestern winter, the sun is growing stronger and the days are measurably longer. Perhaps we’re tougher now than in November but it does seem a little warmer. Finally!
Oh winter, you are beautiful and mighty! Go now and leave us memories of your loveliness to cool us through the heat of summer.
A NOTE: What inspired this reverie? Nightly news from New York City spends a great deal of time bemoaning winter. TV meteorologists exaggerate normal winter weather as if a mighty winter is intentional abuse from Mother Nature. In the Midwest we endure the worst while New Yorkers whine. Weather is weather. Get over it! Be strong. Embrace the beauty. It’s good for you!