Midwesterner

I will be the first to admit; I am a Midwesterner, through and through. Born here, raised here and expect to be buried here. I love the change of seasons. I know. It’s not for everyone. But when I hear people speak of their Holiday traditions, it just doesn’t click with me when they decorate their palm tree with small white lights while in their shorts and flip-flops.

Give me a foot of snow, the temperature dipped below 0 degrees Fahrenheit and the whole neighborhood is out shoveling their lanes and driveways while we catch up on what’s happened with everyone.
No, I’m not insane, I’m a Midwesterner.

Letting my cocker spaniel outside to do his business. He temporarily disappears from sight; romping through snow that hides everything but a little black nose.
Hey, he’s a Midwesterner.

Part of the mandatory arsenal for every car from November – March – jumper cables, a coffee can full of sand, a shovel, a candy bar, a log chain and a flare. “What?” you say.
You bet; that vehicle belongs to a Midwesterner.

Car shopping in a blizzard so the salespeople don’t harass you while you’re trying to read the sales sign taped to the inside of the back window.
You bet, I’m a Midwesterner!

Using your snow machine to get to church on Sunday. (Since I’m the organist this is a given!)
You bet, Lord! I’m a Midwesterner!

Trodging through the snow with family to find the perfect Christmas tree to bring back to your living room for a fresh pine scent for the holidays.
You bet. I’m a Midwesterner!

Stacking the latest seed catalogs you receive in January in the bathroom next to the throne so that you can leisurely relax while you pick the seeds for the planting of next year’s garden.
Um hum. I’m a Midwesterner.

Splitting wood and setting it next to the fireplace for the next fire to take the chill off the room.
You’re right. I’m a Midwesterner.

I know, it’s not for everyone, but once the ground starts to thaw out and the first crocus pops through the dirt and I see the first sight of a robin looking for worms, I get out the rototiller and the seed packets and get togettin’ on what we all wait for – gardening season once again.

Happy Winter Everyone – whatever yours may look like !!

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