Signs of spring in Minnesota

It’s 40 degrees, but you’ll see someone outside in shorts and a t-shirt (most likely a young person).

People sit on their decks in their jackets, trying to absorb a few warm sunrays as they visualize a plush green lawn and bright flowers.

As soon as the snow melts, people bring out their rakes to drag the sand thrown on icy winter streets out of their boulevards and yards. We can’t wait to start the back breaking work of lawn clean up and gardening, because we’ve been inside for months.

You drag out your lightweight jackets and wear them, even if you shiver in them. The thought of wearing your heavy winter coat one more time is more than you can bear.

Kids rebel at wearing any coat, and certainly not hats or mittens.

The weatherman plays a dirty trick on you, and 12 inches of wet sloppy snow descends from the sky just as the last of winter’s snow has disappeared.

You remember friends and acquaintances you haven’t seen or thought about all winter. You wonder if they’re venturing out of their hibernation or if they’re still alive.

Migrating birds return and we eagerly scan the trees and yards for the first robin.

The golf courses open, giving the snowbird golf enthusiasts a reason to return from their winter vacations.

The rivers flood from the thawing snow and ice. On the evening news you hear how the rivers rose anywhere from one inch to two feet in the last 24 hours.

You finally wash your filthy car and then get splashed by other cars as they drive through melting snow puddles.

You run up the heat bill because you just have to open the windows for some fresh air, but it’s too cold to shut the furnace off.

You think about cleaning your dirty windows, but know you need to wait till the spring rains clean the air a few times.

It’s time to get out the vacuum and suck up those pesky box elder bugs and

Japanese beetles that have come out of hibernation.

As our lawns start to “green up” and a few daffodils and crocuses poke their heads out, we begin to remember why we live here, and winter slowly fades to a distant memory.

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3 Responses to Signs of spring in Minnesota

  1. Ronda Naseth says:

    That is EXACTLY how I remember spring in Minnesota. Of course, I also remember calling the first robin “Robin Red Breast”, because it annoyed Sonja so much. Ha!

  2. Vie says:

    Spring in Minnesota? So there really is such a thing!

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