State Route 9, Paw Paw, West Virginia
July 2004
In the hazy, lazy days of summer, this sign beckons the motorist to its cooling charms. But here in Minnesota, ice is the nectar of the damned. Whoever said "When Hell freezes over" has never had to spend his winter in Minnesota. If he did, he'd use the present - not the future - tense.
Yet, the Earth here is thawing, the days are longer, and spring is around the corner. I shall take up my camera, wind in a spool of film, and shake of this pneumonia-induced funk I've been in for months on end.
