After having some mild winter temps lately, we are in a bit of a deep freeze once again, so I thought this poem that circulates around would be quite fitting to share. :)
A MONTANA POEM
It's winter in Montana,
And the gentle breezes blow.
Seventy miles an hour,
At thirty-five below.
Oh, how I love Montana,
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air,
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Montana,
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
--Nikki / myMountainStudio