Monday, February 08, 2010

Reading Sign

Woke this morning to new snowfall. Nothing like recent big storms in other parts of our nation, but still another in a long stretch of frozen water torture. On the drive home this morning, the temperature was reported as seven degrees. Old Man Winter and Mother Nature have certainly teamed up to put the screws to a large portion of the land since December. Folks around these parts (as I have told you before) are desperately looking for a change in the weather.

Well, it's not coming any time soon. Those are the facts. The calendar says we have to make it through February and March (the whole thing, around here). That's a long row to hoe, yo. But, there is hope.

As I listened to the monotonous forecast of windchill advisory and chance of snow and ten below and all that Cold Miser-type crap, I looked up into the pale blue of the dimming Nebraska sky. There, in three separate squadrons, flew chevrons of Canada geese, heading in a roughly northwesterly direction. A first sign that a change is gonna come. It will just be a long time coming.

1 comment:

La Fashionista said...

It sounds like you really could use a trip to a warm, sunny tropical island. Or even some time at the lovely DE Rehoboth Beach might be enough to help a desperate brotha out. Though not this week because apparently snowfecta's heading our way.

In the absence of a trip, can you see any of the trees? Any early buds starting to appear?

Hang in there. More geese shall come.

Anon AMVB