HOT DOG SPRING HAS SPRUNG

Finally, we here in the upper/lower part of America have tasted of the glorious delights of spring. We dipped down into the 30's earlier in the week but avoided the snow that so viciously attacked my old home town in Minnesota.

So the long wait for warmth has finally came to fruition here in the Dirty Old Factory Town. It is glorious to know even the most obnoxious and firmly seated liberal outposts, where little or no progress has been made to strengthen the human race in the last 50 years, a speck of hope emerges from the soil of despair.

Such as it is in my rusted out little suburb of an even more wretched big city which in turn hides under another blighted larger city known for little more than a river that caught fire all those many years ago. (And Dennis Kucinich, who I believe was mayor at the time.)

Amongst the urban decay is a little lake nearby for those who desire to seek refuge from the daily grind. Here one can come, if only for a moment, and gaze upon the promise of a new spring. Last week with Nikon in hand I visited this wonderful little spot.

Yes, spring truly has arrived. Be sure to click on the photos for a larger view.

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