I am prairie born and bred
I do not understand
winter without dry snow
winter without sunshine
I do not understand
cold when it's wet cold -
and not even cold!
It's completely confusing:
Rain in winter time without thunder,
winter without snow.
I know. I know.
All you folks trapped by snow,
inundated by snow,
wishing it would be warmer - and I don't blame you. -40's cold! Heck! -20's cold!
All you folks trapped by snow,
inundated by snow,
wishing it would be warmer - and I don't blame you. -40's cold! Heck! -20's cold!
The only flowers besides the ones in the house ~
ice-flowers on window panes.
ice-flowers on window panes.
But what did I miss?
Thunder.
And if it's going to rain
Rain...and then stop
Rain for an hour - maybe two
And then stop
Oh, and did I complain about the wind when it's raining?
Wet wind is actually kind of scary.
Snow filled wind - well it's scary too - but that's different.
Does it sound like I'm whining?
Yup. Definitely does.
(Can you hear the thunder?)
"I think there's a poet who wrote once 'a tragedy by Shakespeare,
a symphony by Beethoven and a thunderstorm are based on the same elements.'
I think that's a beautiful line."
a symphony by Beethoven and a thunderstorm are based on the same elements.'
I think that's a beautiful line."
~ Maximillian Schell
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