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Oh snow

November 29, 2022

Some people like snow. I’m not one of them. Why don’t I leave? Good question. I guess you stay in one place long enough and you start to think, for whatever reason, that this is where you belong. Or that you’re just plain stuck.

It’s been snowing here all day and the prediction is for 5″-9″ of accumulation. The skiers and snowboarders are happy.

Here’s what some of the highways around town look like. The pictures are from the MnDOT freeway cameras.

Poets, writers and philosophers love to write about snow and snowflakes and winter and how beautiful it is. Not me.

Snow is here, oh whoop de do,
I hope my car doesn’t slide into you.
And sidewalks they’re as slick as glass –
be careful or you’ll wind up on your ass.
So take all the joys that winter will bring,
I’ll be inside, just waiting for spring.
Bah humbug.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. November 29, 2022 3:44 pm

    haha! Speak the truth–this is a riot!

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  2. November 30, 2022 8:24 pm

    This is hilarious even though I am one of those people who likes snow. Not ice on roads, mind you, but a bit of that fluffy white stuff, yep. The first haiku I ever wrote was about snow. I share it now with you as I originally wrote it (5/7/5):

    the soft white feathers
    drift slowly down covering
    the now silent earth
    ~Nancy Brady, 1976

    I have modified it since then, but it is still one of my favorite haiku.

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