Kristine and I had been planning a cross country ski trip over the New Year's holiday weekend. Earlier this week though, we squashed those plans due to a lack of snow at our intended destination. We could head to western Michigan, where snow has been returning, but I have too much work on my plate now to spare 3 days away, so this is just as well. Still the paucity of snow in most of lower Michigan the last few years is disappointing. Sometimes, we haven't had enough snow in the UP for New Year's ski trip there--that's seriously screwed up.
Winter doesn't feel like winter without snow on the ground from the end of December to the beginning of March or so. It doesn't feel like a protracted fall, either. It feels like nothing, or, I should say, makes familiar ground feel somehow unreal. This is really all I needed to accept global climate change as a reality.
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