Please take your snow, your ice, your sleet, your cold winds, your gray skies, your slick roads, and your nasty, dirty slushy crud. We no longer have any use for any of it.
We’d like you to return our blue skies, our green grass, our delicately unfurling leaves, our sunny yellow daffodils and our softly scented lilacs. We miss them.
(and probably most of the midwest)