Published February 10, 2005
The tempature is 50*, the wind chill is non-existent. The sun is out and kids are walking around in long sleeve t-shirts. The month is February. The place is Marquette, Michigan. As you can see, the weather for this month is way off balance. When was the last time you could wear shorts in February and not get deathly ill? It is starting to look like spring is here to stay. There is no snow in the forecast and the kids are looking forward to an unusually warm spring break. That is until winter strikes.
The attack is swift and without warning. We went to bed with warm temperatures and a gentle spring rain only to wake up to an over abundance of fresh powder and the snow still falling. It is as if winter is trying to reclaim its last months. As if trying to restore the balance, that is the seasons. Winter will not let spring begin early. Winter will not let spring begin early. And in a late night attack by winter, spring is stopped dead in her tracks. The hopes of an early spring are soon forgotten.
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this is what happens when i get writers block. i was trying to write a story for EN 111 and this is what come out.
Nice!