Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Spring, just passing through, but continuing the decades long banishment of cabin fever. The last winter I actually had cabin fever was 1984-85. Snow came on October 16th, 2 feet of it, and did not leave until nearly May. In February, going mad, we cranked the heat in the residence, played the beach boys and ran around in shorts, drinking from umbrella-ed drinks and having water fights. It was a great relief. But there has never been a winter since that has been as bad. And today, spring stopped by for a visit. On my walk to the crabapple grove there were five children, building a snow person. From my angle she looked like a wide prairie farm wife with a pioneer bonnet. Two piles of ice chunks released from the road way while it was possible to dislodge them. An eight car train calling its way across the train bridge. The wind, moving the branches of the pines as though they were ships in the sea.