At 5° Fahrenheit, today is downright balmy here on the Upper Great Plains. Quit yer whinging.
“April is the cruelest month”? Clearly T.S. Eliot was never in the Great Plains for a mid-fall blast of cold and snow. And yet… perhaps there’s a little beauty there, too.
March 9, 2019 | Fargo, N.D. © Mira M. Fredricks, 2019
AND THE SNOWBANK GETS THE ARREST ASSIST! Only in North Dakota/Minnesota…. This story by KFGO radio was picked up by several local media outlets last week (Feb. 19, 2019) – […]
© Martin C. Fredricks IV, 2019
Short walk. Softly snow falls, quiet, seeing. A flake floats, hovering moment. Changes the way back, continues to descend. Surfer skimming crystal. Tender power, creation, cutback along the crest. Then […]
Does it qualify as “living” when all you do is run to your car, into the front doors of your destination, back to your car and, finally, into your house, no pauses or sidetracks?
This early morning quiet / Many inches on the ground / Falling softly still, six-fifteen / Straight down, not a sound….