TO ALL THE SNOWBIRDS who’ve headed to Texas or Florida or Arizona for the winter. To all the people out there who consider Minnesota nothing more than a place of snow and cold. To any Minnesotan who complains about winter (and I have and I do), I present this weekend photo essay from balmy southern Minnesota:
Saturday afternoon in downtown Jordan was shirt-sleeve warm for this teen on his cellphone.
Families were out and about everywhere, including this sandal-clad girl with her baby doll in downtown Jordan.
Sand Creek rushes through the heart of Jordan with only remnants of snow remaining.
Bikers were out all over, some powered by their two feet and…
others powered by fuel, like these bikes parked in downtown Jordan.
Minnesotans fished, here Sunday afternoon from the banks of the Cannon River by the woolen mill dam in Faribault. Snow pushed from the parking lot edged the river bank.
Meanwhile, on Union Lake in northern Rice County, ice fisherman by the dozens fished Saturday afternoon despite water puddling atop ice near the shoreline. Vehicles lined the road in Albers Park next to the lake.
Saturday proved a perfect warm and sunny day for sitting on an overturned bucket or lawn chair on the frozen lake to fish.
Just south of Union Lake Trail along Rice County Road 46, a bald eagle watched me…
At Faribault Energy Park Sunday afternoon, geese dealt with frozen and partially open pond water.
Runners ran along city streets and sidewalks and along rural roads in ideal weather conditions, here along Rice County Road 46.
At Oak Ridge Cemetery in Faribault, moss greened the ground.
At Faribault Energy Park, the windmill was set against a beautiful sunny blue sky on a day that felt more like spring than winter.
Remind me of this glorious, stunning, unbelievably warm weekend of near 60-degree temps after the next snowfall and the next plunge to sub-zero temps. I want to remember this stretch of February days and how our collective Minnesota spirit soared.
© Copyright 2017 Audrey Kletscher Helbling