I don’t have to tell anybody that it’s still winter, do I?
It’s the darkest and coldest part of the year, everybody’s business stinks and it seems like all we do is sit around and listen for the furnace to come on and then wait to hear it shut off. It’s that crazy “hang on summer’s only five months away” time of year that we all endure every 12 months.
Winter, in a word, can be the most unsatisfying time of the year.
Pitchers, catchers and all the rest of the baseball players have a few more weeks before reporting to spring training, the college basketball tournament known as March Madness is still almost two months away, and if we can hang on for three months, the golf courses will open up.
And I remain so very unsatisfied.
On the plus side, I must admit that this winter, with its numbingly cold days and as much as predicted snowfall has given me with a certain “satisfaction” that I haven’t always gotten in winters past. It has given me one of one of my favorite winter pastimes; kicking those big clods of ice off of the fender of my car.
You know what I mean.
You drive from Elk Rapids to Traverse City, Kalkaska to Grayling, Empire to Beulah, Interlochen to Chums Corners or anywhere else during the winter and you know what happens. That’s right, a bunch of road slush gets spun up from these well-maintained streets and roads and sticks to the fenders, wheel wells, sides and bottoms of your car.
So what do you do?
You let it build up and when it’s just right, you give it a swift kick.
But be careful. Its winter time — you’ve spent a lot of time on the couch, probably haven’t stretched properly and you might be standing on slippery snow or ice. Getting your kick on a little too frisky might just land you flat on your back, and we’ve all seen the videos of what that looks like.