I woke to the sound of rain of the roof. Real rain. For some of you, that might not be a big deal. But when you have been in the deep freeze for months, it is a beautiful sound.
I have always loved the seasons in Minnesota. The difference, the diversity. The most impressive is the transformation from winter into spring. We venture into winter early here. By October, sweaters are out and snow can be on the ground. It is long, dark and cold. Day after day of frozen beauty that goes on and on and on. Challenging for people on a raw food diet. We are normally out of the woods by April, but can still have snow and cold even then.
Just when you think it will never end, the sun comes out, the temperature warms and the snow starts to melt. I always refer to this as the earth waking up. There is a moment, every year that takes my breath away. It is when the peepers (frogs) wake up. We go from complete silence to deafening noise in a moment. But it is only March and the peepers are still fast asleep. It’s early, we could still get a lot of snow. But today it is raining, and that reminds me that spring will eventually be here.
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