Where the hell are ya? I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting.

Temp was minus 8 F this morning. As in 8 degrees below ZERO, which is a whole 40 degrees below freezing, and we’re starting the second week in March! I can’t even see you on the horizon beyond a reading like that.

I don’t know how you can be lost for crying in a bucket. It’s the mountain-dotted prairie. Climb to a point and look out. See me up here by the border with Canada, eh? The chick in blonde hair and blue lips signally for a little relief from winter.

Don’t make me hate you at: Pam@viewfromthenorth40.com