(I’m detecting a recurring theme here with posts about the weather)
Yesterday was one of those days we, here in Frozen Nowhere ,look for from the beginning of November - a day with no wind, plenty of sunshine, no wind, warm temperatures, no wind and grass poking up out of the rock hard, black snow, and no wind. It is a day I like to call a ‘Sucker Day’. I refer to it by that name because every year at this time, we get suckered into thinking that because of one great day, Spring is just around the corner. But, we should know that winter will not let go that easily and will raise its ugly, nasty head a few more times to remind us that it is still alive and well and only sleeping. Snow will return, cold will be back and the wind, lurking just around the corner waiting for us to turn our backs, will rush in to nearly blow us into next year.
But, dear Reader, what a day we had! Hope was again a word we dare use. Hope that, perhaps, someday, we would see the return of warm, sunny days. Perhaps we will again be able to walk outside without eight layers of clothes, knee high boots, two hats, a scarf, gloves, goggles, hand warmers, and electric underwear- which, by the way, mine shorted out the other day and I thought I’d fallen in love again!
What more can I say about yesterday. All my troubles seemed so far away. Now, it seems as though they’re here to stay. Oh, I believe in yesterday. (nice turn of a phrase, huh?)
Yesterday was glorious, marvelous, magnificent, outstanding, stupendous, fantastic, and good kinda... thing. (I love writing.)
Well, I can’t write any more about yesterday without crying - it was (past tense, dang it!) a beautiful day. But, it is gone, taken leave of us, exited the stage and we are left with this day, a crumpled, grey, forsaken day with little to write home about, the ugly step sister of yesterday, the son that disappoints kinda day, an, 'oh, it's only you', kind of day, a, why can't you be more like your brother day. But I still have the memories of yesterday. So, until tomorrow, farewell.
I'll try not to write about the weather for a few posts. I mean, after all, enough is enough! I'm becoming a one note sonata, a broken record, a scratched cd (a reference for the younger set who don't understand the broken record reference), an untalented writer who has nothing to say but continues to say something anyway. So, I'll try to do better in the future. Thanks for your patience.
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Spring has definately "sprunged" and today I just feel "uuunnnggged"
Ok, that didn't make much sense but spring is gone and that's how I feel! Deal with it.
Yup I remember those days, I say smugly from Western Colorado where we had a 65 degree day. Yup, I remember those days and the ones in the dead of winter when the wind blows the Falls backward! Don't miss them.
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