I’m reading Lake Wobegon Days and just had to share this excerpt.
From the Fall chapter….
“Short memory makes everything more entertaining, even weather. Four definite seasons every year, four big surprises. People talk about weather most of the time, usually like children. ‘Smell that! It’s spring!’ Then, ‘Jeez, it’s a hot one.’ Then, ‘Looka those leaves, wouldja.’ Each change wipes the slate clean, so when it snows, they look out the window and say, ‘Well, heaven’s sake. Look at all that, willya.’ People are easily amused here.”