The first sign that this brutal winter might eventually give way to Spring was seen in downtown Minneapolis today....
At the end of the day in the parking ramp where I park, the concrete floor was covered with hundreds of crusty, dirty globs of hardened of ice and snow born from automobile undercarriages and wheel-wells, loosened by the first above-freezing temperatures in almost two months.
In fact, the last month of winter in Minnesota is known by a native American word from the Dakota Sioux tribe that translates thusly: "the time of the snow boogers."
Spring, it is out there somewhere.