The air is so cold,
My skin is so cracked, so dry.
Signs of the season.
Small Stories of a Twenty-Something Adventuring Through Life
The air is so cold,
My skin is so cracked, so dry.
Signs of the season.
This cold it bites in
Minnesota winter time
Why do I live here?
So, I know I’m not helping the very present stereotype that Minnesota is a frozen wasteland 99% of the time. This is simply not true! (See my post about Fall in Minnesota for proof)
That being said, it is very much a frozen wasteland out here today. The snow started early this morning and hasn’t let up since.
I’m not sure how I feel about this, I really don’t. I look out my window and think, “gee, that’s pretty!” but then I step outside…as the biting prairie wind seeps through my entire body, I miserably ponder about how today is only the beginning. Dear, sweet, green grass…we will meet again in May (if we’re lucky). Continue reading “Greetings from Minnesota…”