False spring visited Minnesota earlier this week. Forty degree highs and unseasonably warm evenings offered some needed relief from the oppression that normally grips us in February. Coupled with longer daylight hours and the increased coupling by the high schools students I teach, I almost believed that winter was over. Alas, it was all just a lie. A storm now approaches, and the weather terrorists are beginning to scare the masses into submission.
If I had any musical talent, I'd grab a guitar and belt out the blues. Sadly, I lack the skills to entertain anyone with my voice, I am all thumbs when it comes to instruments, and my absentmindedness inhibits my ability to recall lyrics. Since I can't chase the winter blues from my brain, I decided to feed the theme.