We’re in a drought in Minneapolis so it’s uncool to complain about the rain. But it is a raw, gray stretch of a week here. Time for hot tea, good books, warm (dry) socks, and a stylin’ umbrella.
Monday night it snowed another 6 inches. Tuesday morning, the sun showed up in full force. Snow was melting so fast – like the entire spring thaw condensed into time lapse. Huge chunks of snow pelted the rooftop all morning in a sky-is-falling symphony.
In twelve short hours, all six inches of snow had been transformed into rushing, dripping, exuberant, flowing WATER and the sun set with the satisfaction of a job well done.