SUNDAY INTO MONDAY brought significant snow to parts of Minnesota, about eight inches to my community of Faribault.
And many of us are acting like this shouldn’t have happened. After all, we basked in a recent streak of unseasonable 50 and 60-degree temps—shirt sleeve, bike riding, I want to uncover the perennials kind of weather.
But I didn’t.
As a life-long Minnesotan, I know better.
March often brings snow. The wet, heavy type that stresses muscles, that feels like shoveling rocks.
But typically the snow melts quickly under the March sun. That is the single solace I find in spring snowfalls. Their life-span is short.
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