My first Big Winter in Minneapolis was a blast.
Every day was a new adventure. And I was like a teen-ager enjoying the ever-changing palate. It was all new to me. And I liked the adventure. Of course, I didn’t have to get out into the cold every day and drive to work. That chore, I imagine, would pffft the buoyancy of winter thrills.
Snow mold. I know, this sounds like Texas BS, but spidery snow mold can grow under the icepack. The stuff causes no permanent harm but it is early ugly for the lawn. It goes away in a couple of weeks, thankfully.
Car wash. Were I to get back in business again, I would buy a car wash in Minnesota. Everybody you meet is a potential customer. Road grime and road salt are rust incubators.
Sunday, the temp reached near 70 degrees. And the traffic jams were awful. Not the roadways, the sidewalks. The whole neighborhood came outside to rejoice. Trikes and bikes and hikers. Oh my.
This weekend, the floods begin. And I almost forgot -- a rain and snow mix is predicted Saturday.