The winter that wasn’t
I was hoping to pull out my snowshoes this weekend since we got some (very wet) snow on Friday. But I waited too late. With this afternoon’s high of 50 degrees, trails in central Iowa are muddy, not snow-covered.
Most winters, Iowans are talking about how cold and snowy and nasty it is. This winter, all we can talk about is how lucky we are not to have snow and cold.
I will admit that I don’t love driving on snow- and ice-covered roads, and I don’t enjoy extended bitter cold. But this winter, with no snow on the ground, the landscape is so bleak and brown and dull that I am just craving snow – lots of snow. Snow that won’t melt after one day.
I want to use my snowshoes at least once before spring. Is that too much to ask?