I recently heard a woman on television say, "If you don't like the weather in Texas, wait five minutes -- it will change!" as if that was really cute and really original.
Everybody says that about wherever they live. Something else everybody says: There are only two seasons in ...
... Chicago -- winter and August!
... Texas -- summer and notsummer!
... Maine -- winter and the Fourth of July!
... Michigan -- winter and road construction!
... Alaska -- tourist and winter!
... Florida -- hot and hotter!
... Vancouver -- summer and hockey!
Yeah, yeah, real cute.
Mid-Michigan where I live has three seasons -- fall, winter, and summer. It goes right from cold, wet and windy March into summer with hardly a 70-degree day in between. My first spring-less year here I said to somebody, "Don't you have spring here?" and he said, "Oh, sure -- remember last Wednesday?"
This year we're doing the yo-yo thing. Last week it was 85 degrees one day and 53 the next. It looks like we're not done with that yet. The predicted highs for Monday and Tuesday next week are 82 and 63, respectively.
But today is supposed to be sunny with a high near 80. Maybe today will be spring. That would be nice, especially if it is to be the very last day for life on earth.
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