Midwesterners are known for our friendliness and corn. We deliver lots of both.
This week, however, I’m afraid that Old Man Winter won’t be feeling the love. If he doesn’t go away soon, you might not be getting any corn, either!
Why, you ask? Because just as the sun began staying out a little later and our kids re-discovered shorts, we were greeted this morning with this:
I know I’m not alone in saying “Go Away, Winter.” Bah, humbug!
