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[katallison]

I may have said it a year ago, or two years, at this time, but it bears repeating -- the sound of sleet rattling on dead leaves, in the blustery chill night, is, for any good Minnesotan, the leitmotif signalling that winter is lurking in the wings and readying itself to take the stage.

Shut the windows and latch 'em tight, turn on the furnace and dig out the flannels. We won't see the 60-plus days again until April, a half-year from now.

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[blacksquirrel.livejournal.com]

Ah - It's things like that I miss most about Minnesota - little indescribable things that I never appreciated in the moment. Ann Arbor has winter - just not *Minnesota* winter. I remember the first time I really bundled up to go outside here - only to realize that it was about 20 degrees and I had to take off half of my layers. That's just not right for January.