Springtime

Well, today is supposedly the last day of winter. I'm not buying it. When you think of springtime, you think of flowers and running through a field of daisies on a warm, sunny day. But I live in Minnesota. If you haven't experienced a Minnesota spring, let me summarize it for you. Lots of mud. Lots of rain. Lots of people whining about the rain and mud. Lots of people whining about the people whining about the mud and rain. Think teenagers at a stormy track meet whiny. Every year it seems to be the same, the one plus is that it means that summer is coming and with it, the end of school.