Frosty’s Last Stand
By March, I'm generally done with winter, looking forward to poison ivy, mosquitoes, and disgustingly thick, humid, Midwest suburban air. So when it snows in March, I find myself torn between my fascination with weather extremes (and weather in general!) and a disgruntled feeling about the lingering and unwelcome frigidity.
On March 11th, 2017, it snowed, and it was enough to build a snowman, albeit one quite diminutive. After spending the morning excitedly marveling over the beauty of what nature painted overnight and shooting some pics, I ventured to a friend's house, and transformed into resentful me and sacrificed a few snowmen. It's called moods, people! Just moods. I don't have a split personality, and neither do I!
3/11/2017
Frosty’s Last Stand
By March, I'm generally done with winter, looking forward to poison ivy, mosquitoes, and disgustingly thick, humid, Midwest suburban air. So when it snows in March, I find myself torn between my fascination with weather extremes (and weather in general!) and a disgruntled feeling about the lingering and unwelcome frigidity.
On March 11th, 2017, it snowed, and it was enough to build a snowman, albeit one quite diminutive. After spending the morning excitedly marveling over the beauty of what nature painted overnight and shooting some pics, I ventured to a friend's house, and transformed into resentful me and sacrificed a few snowmen. It's called moods, people! Just moods. I don't have a split personality, and neither do I!
3/11/2017