Spring has sprung, the grass has riz
I wonder where the boidies is
The boidies are high in the sky
Dropping whitewash in my eye
I’m a good boy, I don’t cry
I’m just glad the cows don’t fly

I say this poem with great skepticism since I live in Minnesota and you never know what the weather is going to do. Last week we were in the 40s and this week we’re jumping up to the 80s. It’s enough to get us all revved up for gardening, cleaning up our yards, engaging in spring cleaning (skip that one) and new life popping up all around. When I see the crocuses beginning to push out of the ground, I know that spring is right around the corner, but who knows. We could be in the middle of another blizzard next week. The joys of living in the frozen Tundra.

All the cries about climate change mean nothing to those of us who endure 40 below zero temperatures for at least six months. Flannel is the choice of the day, with lots of sweaters, socks, crazy hats and gloves. Not to mention puffy coats and mukluks. (Google it if you don’t already know.) What we will see around here, as the temperature rises, is folks dressed in shorts and flip flops with down vests just in case.

I really can’t tell you why we live in this climate zone. I guess I just keep hoping the warming trend doesn’t take a hundred more years to get here. I’ll be dead by then and it won’t matter. In the meantime, I’ll sit back – breathe in the mold and pollen – wait to hear the sounds of road construction in my backyard – watch the feral cats, squirrels and birds – and ignore the dust collecting on my furniture.


About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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5 Responses to SPRING HAS SPRUNG

  1. davidkitz says:

    Ah, yes, those warm temperatures are arriving here in Ottawa, Canada too. Thanks for passing them along. Our front yard is almost snow free and I spotted the first crus bud this morning.

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  2. Citizen Tom says:

    Can you imagine what it is going to be like when people are living on the moon and cows coming jumping over? Worse hazard than a meteor shower.

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  3. Spring has blossomed here with a rush to experience as much warmth and sunshine as possible before the weekend changes the pattern. Yes, it takes a hardy person to live in a four-season climate zone that usually features shorter fall and spring in exchange for longer winter and summer.

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