I’ve never looked forward to fertilizing my lawn more than right now.
As more snow falls onto Saskatchewan, I most desperately want spring. Actually, no, I need spring and all that comes with it.
The evening bike ride with my daughter. The barbecue that goes straight from the barbecue to the plate as you sit and relax on the deck. Maybe a backyard fire, if city council allows of course.
The sound of the driver head smacking the golf ball. I don’t even care which direction it goes, straight or straight left, just let us play.
Just the simple act of changing my winter tires to summer will feel like a step in the right direction.
I know. I’m whining, aren’t I?
And please Mother Nature, as my whining goes to begging can you help us out with a nice hot summer to make up for your miserable performance this spring.
No offence intended, of course, but this sucks.