… When it’s trying to be spring, and I’m just not ready. And, the last few years, I feel like, “Wait a minute we haven’t even really had winter yet, how can it be spring?”
I first remember really feeling this way, not ready for spring but without the guilt about not having had winter yet, after my first real Wisconsin winter, 1974-75. I was a sophomore transfer student at Beloit College. It was the uncomfortable feeling of too tight jeans and not being able to wear big bulky sweaters to cover up the extra roll of fat around my middle (although of course if I look back at pictures of myself from that time, my 20-year old self looks pretty thin to my 60-year-old eyes).
There’s this Wisconsin Life piece that I’ve heard aired at least twice, although I can’t find it now, about the white snow blanketing the Wisconsin landscape from December until March, and it did use to be that way, but we haven’t had a winter like that for at least 10 years – the state climatologist’s offices says 2007-2008 was Madison’s snowiest winter. I looked at my old blog, and sure enough there’s a lot about snow 2007-2008, and then still a lot of snow, although mixed with rain in 2008-2009. We even had a few snow days.
Cooking adventures this weekend included beef enchiladas, and I wrote up the recipe for my planned new recipes blog, and blueberry muffins. I am trying to move over recipes as I cook them. I haven’t done the muffins yet, but here’s a new pic:
And last Sunday’s tulips are still hanging on.
Today is time change day, spring ahead so it went by fast. We went to a boozy brunch at friends, featuring fondue and bubbly wine. Now I’m kind of headachey, the alcohol wearing off, watching Sunday TV, drinking fizzy water, not wine.