Here, in the Mitten State, Old Man Winter has been leaving mounds of white stuff. This past weekend snow totals ranged from 2″ to 10″. And that was just in the lower peninsula. Copper Harbor, located in Keweenaw County, in the U. P., is the furtherest point north in Michigan. Thus far this season, they have accumulated 203″ of snow.
In my neck of the woods, more snow is predicted tomorrow into Friday, with ranges from 4-7 inches.
I have heard comments from others how tired they are of winter. This, despite the groundhog seeing his shadow, which means about 6 more weeks of this chilly, snowy weather. The good news is there are 41 more days till the official start of Spring. So even if there is still snow on the ground, we can have hope, warmer weather is just around the corner. However, in this state you can never be sure!
How I do digress! Anyway, I consider myself a rare Michigander. I don’t mind the cold nor the snow nor the dreary days so frequently occurring in February. Granted I don’t enjoy driving in it, especially when the plows haven’t made tracks in the road and at any turn, one can encounter black ice, turning even the big heavy trucks into sleds. And I really don’t like the idiot drivers who either drive so slowly, a snail could beat them or the ones who fly right by, like the roads are totally clear or the ones who tail gate.
Despite the cold, the drive, and the predictions of an upcoming snowmageddon, today I witnessed something really funny!
As I was driving, I noticed a woman, bundled up tight from head to toe in as much winter gear as would fit on her body. In one hand she was holding a strap. As I completed my left turn I realized what I initially thought was a strap was actually a leash.
Attached to the leash was a white dog. What was most surprising was what this dog was doing. It made me laugh out loud, as I thought how different people’s outlook on winter would be if they acted like the dog!
Just what was the dog up to? Well, he was laying, on his back, in a snow bank, with his feet waving back and forth as his body wiggled from left to right. It looked like he was having the time of his life romping around regardless of the cold! In that moment I pictured thousands of humans making snow angels.
Flashback to childhood. As a kid I don’t ever remember hearing my friends or myself complaining about winter. I take that back. Complaints only came when we got bundled up in our snow pants, put on our boots, zipped up our coat, donned a hat and covered our hands in knitted mittens, and then realized we had to go to the bathroom. Never failed every time.
Forward to adulthood. In witnessing that dog, I do believe I have a cure for the winter blues disease. Regardless of our maturity, we need to once in a while throw caution to the wind, risk our neighbors calling us lunatics and just
- Make a snow angel or two
- Build a snowman
- Take a walk when the snow is lightly falling
- Put the snow blower away and one night, when the moon is full, shovel the snow
- Come to terms in making peace with Old Man Winter
For even though we are dreaming of warmer weather, it will come. And then many will be complaining because it’s too hot!!
As for me, I love the seasonal changes in this state. And I hope, as I get older, I continue to view winter through my inner child’s eyes and have the guts to frolic, at least one time this winter, like the dog I saw today.
Hope, whenever you are, the weather is not too cold or not too hot but just right.
Till next time,