Listen: I’m all about this nice weather we’ve been having here in south central Michigan. However, we live in south central Michigan, which means we are scheduled to get dumped on in December so we can complain about the dirty road snow until Easter. Instead, I look out my back window and see green. I hear confused birds singing. And I see tulips blooming.


Why?

I just read that Michigan has experienced its wettest year ever. Most of the wetness has been rain. I like rain. I respect it as an irrigator of lawns and a flooder of Michigan basements. But we don’t need either of those. We need the weather outside to be frightful. All this rain keeps extinguishing what should be a delightful fire.
Fire needs snow.
Snow needs ground to sit on.
Kids need snow days.
Rain needs Florida.