Spring III

Cold ground. Not just cold. Frozen. Deep. Four feet or more. The term "frozen tundra" that we somewhat facetiously use to refer to Wisconsin, Minnesota and upper Michigan, is more accurate than you might think.

When the warm gulf air masses swirl northward in spring, spawning tornadoes and floods, the ground here is still deeply frozen. It takes some time for it to thaw. One of the real signs of spring is when we see ground fog forming, hanging around most of the day.

The warm air settles over the cold ground. It's like a glorified science project.

There was a discussion among the punks this morning, regarding the ghostly fields, and what it would feel like to walk through this eerie fog. They were able to explain to me why this fog was forming, which was gratifying to hear. It always amazes me, what they know.

Nebby, on the other hand, wasn't impressed.

It takes a field of tall green grass to convince her that spring is a reality.

Of course by then, it's summer.

Wisconsin has only 2 1/2 seasons, doncha know.

Winter.

Two weeks of spring.

Summer.

Two weeks of fall.