Yep, that's it. Summer's over.
How do I know? Because they came out to blow out the underground sprinkling lines today. I always held on to the feeling of summer as long as I thought stuff was still growing.
Those of you who can't imagine the long snows of winter because the one week a year it snows by you (you can't drive), just know that the spring days here are all the more glorious for it. I find that places that don't have winter never really get renewed in the way we're used to.
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Well, we also don't freeze to death, have our pipe burst or get mauled by polar bears. It's that simple.
Now, I realize you prefer "The Igloo Life" to warm days in the sun. But just remember:
Grand Rapids has no bikini contests.
Time to stack the firewood, get the dogsled ready for the 3 dog nights to come, oh and i forgot to mention locking up the outhouse so the bears don't use them for dens.
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