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A Perfect Winter’s Day…in April

by Another Slice

We capped off Molly’s Easter break with a quick trip to the cabin where we celebrated spring by tramping through the knee-deep snow, building a giant fire and watching ice flow down the Oconto River.
Ahh, Wisconisn, you stubborn state. You cling to the winter of 2013 with every blue, frozen finger of your impressively clenched fist.
Forward, you say? We’ve been stuck in February since that rotten rodent declared spring. It’s time to roll out your splendid daffodil welcome mat.
Call up your gentle breezes and dancing grass and tuck away that bracing, skin-chapping, eye-watering wind you’ve been tossing around for the past, oh, seven months or so.
Give us a bud or two, Wisconsin. Your naked trees are embarrassing.
And that dirty snow is so last season. Green’s the color now for fashion forward lawns, and fresh asparagus and strawberry hulls.
I’m not asking to water ski on Shawano Lake, but ice fishing? In April?
I’m ready to put away my fat down coat and shelf my three-layered snow mobile boots that have made my pink polished toe nails completely irrelevant.
Those festive white twinkle lights that brightened our evergreen bushes in December look sad and undignified trapped under inches of dirty ice.
I’m just going to say it — you’ve overstayed your welcome, Wisconsin Winter. It’s time for you to go.

It's an impressively bubbly creek through a ridiculous amount of snow.
It’s an impressively bubbly creek through a ridiculous amount of snow.
April drunken deer tracks
The tracks of a drunken deer.
April human tracks
The tracks of a limping human.
April fire pit
A lonely fire pit.
April ice fishermen
That’s a truck on the lake. Really, Wisconsin? Ice fishing in April?
April knee deep in the snow
My mouth kept humming “Knee deep in the water somewhere got a blue sky breeze blowin’ through the air…” while my leg kept slipping, knee deep in the snow everywhere.
April light at the end of the trail
There is light at the end of this trail.
April river
A river runs through it.
April the road not taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry Molly could not travel both and be one traveler.
April view from the porch
The view from the porch…kind of makes you want to sip lemonade doesn’t it?
April winding trail
The long and winding trail.
Those are Molly's socks drying by the fire. She could feel her toes again this morning.
Those are Molly’s socks drying by the fire. She could feel her toes again this morning.

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