Ah, once again — the beauties of winter life in the Missouri Ozarks
Welcome to southwest Missouri, where I live. We've had a touch of snow here. We've had a lot of rain, a few tornadoes, and a whole many, many tons of ice. What a winter.
I've never understood why people flock to this area, even though Branson with all it's country music entertainment, a lot of wooded Branson real estate, and big amusement parks lurks just down the road from us here in Springfield. Certainly a few years here demonstrates that Interstate 44 runs right along God's chosen path for slinging ice and sleet from the West Coast up through Oklahoma and Missouri to smack Chicago.
I'll never understand the lure of the area. Today, speaking again about this really odd winter, it was supposed to warm up to nearly our normal mid-February daily high of 51. Nope. Got up to 42. By the weekend, the weather people are forecasting mid-60s. Then on Sunday night and Monday we're scheduled for thunder sleet and snow flurries. I'm guessing the plagues of locust and raining frogs aren't far away.
Nevertheless, we've been "Ozarkers" here since 1978, and probably will remain. Go figure.
[tags]life in the Ozarks, Ozarks winter, southwest Missouri, just a guy who reads the papers[/tags]
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