Thirty-nine degrees! Bust out the bikinis--spring's almost here!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
In Like a Lamb
We're beginning to see glimpses of spring here, despite the snow piles everywhere. I've heard birds chirping--such a solace after weeks and months of outdoor silence, excepting the wind--and I can smell spring coming. I kid you not. I'd like to think I'm smelling the Chinook so happily received by the Ingalls clan in The Long Winter... and actually, I probably am. Look at this!
Thirty-nine degrees! Bust out the bikinis--spring's almost here!
Thirty-nine degrees! Bust out the bikinis--spring's almost here!
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Seems like when we visit there is a minus (-) sign in front of the outdoor temps...perhaps we should visit between July 4th and July 8th...
Wonder what the farmers up there can grow between July 4th and 8th?
It's as cold in Pipestone as it is hot in hell.
You w9r5 (I mean to type "softies," but realized my fingers, due to frostbite, were on the wrong keys).
Dad: The reason the temps are always in the negative when you're in town is because you're Mr. Pimp Factor. Or did you forget your alias?
Becky: Come on up and find out! Jon'll be happy to show you all 78 varieties of hot peppers he'll be manuring!
MIR-L (your new gangsta nickname): I'll be sure to stab the voodoo doll (nicknamed Absolute Zero--Stat) with icicles when you're around, ensuring your body temp will be at the ideal cryonic level.
Sorry it took me so long to respond--my comp went funky and we had to revamp the comments form so I could actually post!
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