To savor. Whatever comes my way.

I have no qualms. About adapting. To weather extremes. In my land of choice.  Minnesota. Let it be 30-below this winter.  And a blistering 100 degrees next summer. I'll survive. And love it. Because there's such a nice blend. Of the in-between stuff. Weather. Weather.  I like it all.  For obvious reason. I'm alive. Conscious, too. Able to savor. Whatever comes my way. --Jim Broede