GroundDog Day Investigation

                                                                                                                                                                                   

On our morning walk,

Moose spotted a mound

of dirt atop the drifted sea

of snow.

 

He crawled between
the barbed-wire fence lines

and padded across the frozen tundra

to investigate.

He stuck his nose down into the hole,
sniffed around, left his mark
and returned.

Call it a "GroundDog Day Investigation."

Perhaps it was our neighborhood
pocket gopher, Pri-CILL-a,
who poked out her nose to see
how soon Spring will arrive?



How Much is Enough?

I've said it before, and I'll say it again:

There's no such thing as bad weather, only and inadequate "sweater."

Today I wondered about the literal meaning of this loose translation of a Norwegian proverb.


So after my morning walk with Moose, I stepped on the scale outfitted in full gear for double-digits below-zero wind chills. I made a mental note of the weight called "x."

Next I disrobed, stepped on the scale again, and made a mental note of a weight called "y."

It was a simple science-fair sort of project.

How much "bundling up" must one do to keep warm while exercising in the middle of this particular season of Minnesota winter?

My answer:   x-y=18 pounds or 8.16kg

Maybe it's time to update my "sweater?" Or, maybe it's flat out time for a change in weather?