(The following is a continuation of this post)
Well, G. Edward, I am lucky enough to live in Minnesota, where I experience all of the seasons. All sixteen of them.
That’s right. Sixteen.
I present, the sixteen seasons of Minnesota:
- Fall (Maybe, sometimes, we’ll see, maybe we’ll just skip it and go straight to winter, who knows?)
- Cold Winter
- Polar Vortex
- More Winter
- Fake Spring
- Winter again
- Spring, No, but for Real This Time
- Just Kidding! Even More Winter
- Pot Holes
- No, literally I am afraid I might drown in the air it’s that humid
- State Fair
- Cold Rain
We’re in number 1 right now.
My favorite is June. June is quite nice.
Bloggers You Should Check Out Today:
Every season is a good season for poetry. Deceptively simple, the poetry of A Fragile Mind will stick in your brain like a cerebral amuse bouche. I guess that technically makes it an amuse cerveau.
Or maybe you fancy a little fine art for your next course? Try Emma Louise’s delightful artwork at Pens and Pigment.
Current NaNo Word Count: 6,532
I continue to fall further behind, and my “novel” is really a hot mess. I did pull out this little Shakespearean-inspired gem though:
“Don’t you shush me you sorry little sad-faced runt-ball of a rabbit’s dropping! You snag-toothed gopher liver! I’ll teach you to respect your elders, you egg!”
I find ways to amuse myself. How about you fellow, NaNoWriMos? Coming up with anything good?