Headed for a Messy Breakup

It was bound to happen. In many ways, I have been thinking of nothing else. For too long, things have been the same day in and day out. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, a change is on the horizon. I know it is going to be a dirty affair, and mud is going to fly. But, when all is said and done, it will be worth it all. I am taking about “breakup’. That Alaskan term that refers to the melting of all that is winter.

We have the same phenomenon in Wisconsin, and I imagine there is technically a ‘breakup” anywhere winter makes way to spring. Perhaps it a little more dramatic in Alaska because everyone is so sick of winter they will are brought the edge of a mental 'breakup'. What seems to be the most difficult thing to deal with is that the days are 15 hours long, but that is irrelevant because there is still two feet of snow an on the grown. If that doesn’t drive you crazy nothing will.

So, as I hear news of 58 degree temperatures and green grass, I get a little impatient. More than ever, I wish I were home playing in the dirt of my garden and soaking up the warmth of sun rays that actually have some heat in them. Break up will do me a world of good. It’s bound to happen. In many ways, I have been thinking of nothing else.