This time of year is a curious and unpredictable one for weather in the life of Minnesotans. Your moods are inextricably tied to the volatile changes in climate and precipitation. You know to give people extra space on a day filled with snowy torrents, and that it's better to ask for favors on one of the rare sunny, warm ones.
I listen with interest every morning as I get ready for work, to hear what the morning news host will say on MPR. They seem to take this subject personally and often sigh audibly if the weather is bad or make a corny, happy joke if the weather is good. They also often throw around a phrase that's become one of my favorites - not for it's literal manifestations - but for the pleasing way it rolls off the tongue. "Patchy light freezing drizzle." It's a common condition that seems to be announced by the radio host several times a week and I love the sound of it so much, I even made up a jingle for it.
Yesterday was warm (50 degrees!) and the sun even peaked out of the clouds for a moment. Eric and I were giddy with excitement and everyone we passed on our afternoon walk greeted us with enthusiasm, which some will know is a rare thing in Minnesota.
Today, the last day of March, is a wet, snowy monster of a day. It makes you remember why you keep at least 2 seasons of wardrobe in your closet at all times. And during the radio forecast I heard a new weather phrase being thrown about: "Thunder Snow."
I think I'll have to write a new jingle.