seasons may change, winter to spring

So it's March 18. I'm not sure what March is like where you live, but in Minnesota it's like picking up the weather, rolling it up into a little ball, and throwing it on a giant cosmic roulette wheel.

Last Wednesday... March 11. I stayed home sick. Good thing, too, because the temperature didn't spend more than an hour or two above zero. That's air temperature. I think the windchill stayed at scary-below* all day.

Two days ago... Monday, March 16. I did not wear a coat. We hit the mid-to-upper sixties. I drove home with both car windows all the way down. I opened the windows at home... Zoe the Putty Tat finally got to breathe fresh air for the first time in six months. You know, you really forget how great ambient outside noises are until they're filling your apartment after a season of silence.

Today we're back to a normal March temperature... if there is such a thing in Minnesota. I guess it must be somewhere in the forties... all I know is that my insides seem to be thawing. And the big winter coat is still at home.

OK, I know it's a movie blog... and I'm essentially talking about the weather. It's really not meant to be bloggy small talk though. This is really the stuff that's guiding my psyche about now. In Minnesota it's ALL about the weather. We experience some pretty incredible extremes; actually, that's one of the things I love about living here. You see, it's really impossible to appreciate the hazy sweetness of the first spring rain if you didn't first go through an Arctic-ish winter. And the sound of a lawnmower... or a robin chirping outside your window. Or best of all... driving to work through a canopy of multicolored blossoms.

Now let's not get all crazy here. It is only March 18. That first rain hasn't quite happened... no lawnmowers yet, and only a few really brave robins. And those blossoms won't arrive till May. But I'm looking out the window onto a bare (read: no ice) road under a bright (not pale) blue sky. So all that other springy stuff can't be too far behind, right?

*scary-below: (adj) a blanket term Nayana uses to describe frigid, below-zero temperatures that are literally life-threatening (to any form of life stupid enough to be outside).
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5 Response to "seasons may change, winter to spring"

  1. David Bishop says:
    March 18, 2009 at 8:16 PM

    Hmm, I'm sweating a lot lately in California. I can't even imagine your situation.

    At least you've got a Moulin Rouge reference in.

  2. Reel Whore says:
    March 18, 2009 at 10:05 PM

    The weather here in NC has been wonky. It was cold, not scary-below, but damn cold temps followed by days of t-shirt and sandals weather, back to cold and rainy and now we're climbing back into sunny. I'm keeping my fingers crossed we stay in the warm and sunny for a while.

    BTW, you've been tagged.

  3. Nayana Anthony says:
    March 19, 2009 at 10:02 AM

    David, that's kind of the reason for my post. I think it must be hard for those of you in consistently beautiful weather to imagine our crazy extremes that are only separated by a few days. I do admit I've had the occasional rash thought of going AWOL and crashing on my favorite Californian's couch for a day or two! :-)

    RW, my grandmother is in South Carolina, and she's told me pretty much the same. I'll be happy when this crazy volatile part of spring is gone, and the lawnmower-blossoms falling-warm rain part is here. BTW, I've been tagged? Well, I'll have to have a look-see, won't I? :-)

  4. David Bishop says:
    March 19, 2009 at 10:49 AM

    There's nothing beautiful about me sweating.

  5. Reel Whore says:
    March 24, 2009 at 9:33 AM

    Ack - I need to service my lawnmower soon. :-(

    Yep. One of these days I'll actually start my own tag post, but this time I'm just a link in the chain.

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