I’ve never been one to wish for snow, at least not while I’m lucid, but this summer I find myself dreaming of big sweatshirts, scarfs and my fur-lined boots. August teased us with some 70-degree days but now it’s been back near 100.

I also wonder if winter will come in October since the seasons have been accelerated by at least a month in 2012, which gets me to thinking about snowy, icy days. When we were kids, we lived in town and by town I mean all 120 of us according to the last census. I think it must have been a holiday when they counted and everyone’s family was included in that number. There was (and still is) a small 1 block by 1 block field across from our house that they planted to soybeans each year. When it was cold enough, the farmer would flood the field and make a skating rink for the kids who lived in town. You had to watch out for bean stalks poking up through the ice, but it really was fun.

When my grandpa was about 15 years old, he recalls a similar ice skating story. So take a listen as grandpa takes another “AgWalk” with us today.
Listen to Grandpa explain

The difference was, his ice skates were clamp-on skates that would tear off the soles and heels of his shoes and I had shoe skates.

Back to wishing for cooler weather … Not snow, just cooler fall days.

Until we walk again …