Weather is weather. That may not sound super intelligent, but we all tend to try to explain why weather happens like it does. How many people have explained our resent ice age as our "paying for the mild winters of the last few years" or "paying our dues for the mild late December early January we had." Hey, it's winter! Cold happens! It won't last much longer, and besides, in a short time we'll be looking for some mythological explanation for why it's too hot. I personally like four distinct seasons and I really like the fact that no single season is too long. Hang in there it will change. In the meantime, we can turn ice into a hockey game, like the kids in our neighborhood did on the pond behind our house this past Saturday. I took the above pictures from our kitchen window. They zoomed up and down the full length of our pond for well over an hour. It's pretty solid, but there is a small, about four foot opening on the far side where a muskrat family lives. Obviously, they had to avoid it. Hmmm! I wonder what an ice hockey game looks like from underneath the ice? I bet there are some seriously frightened muskrats living there now.
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Hi Uncle Mike! With your appreciation for CO, you may have heard it said that there ARE for seasons there, but they are named a little differently: Almost Winter, Winter, Mostly Winter and Construction. I miss the mountains, but I'm enjoying the hope of it getting warmer sooner here in east TX. Take care!
Hee hee. FOUR seasons. Oh to be able to spell as well as my sister. :)
Dad, I love the title! Made me think of Richard Simmons for some reason.
The boys are ready to skate on your pond now...thanks.
Yes, Carter is excited to skate as well. Now I get to be the "mean mom" and say "NO WAY!" I do love the change of seasons. Even as cold and miserable as winter can feel, I always long for it in the middle of summer!
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