Well, the great Blizzard of '09 rolled through Minnesota. Feet of snow were dumped across the region, and snowlovers across the North Star state awoke Christmas morning to a wintry dreamscape. Except for us, right here on the shores of Lake Superior. We woke up to Dreck.
Now Dreck is a German word, but it's an onomatopoeia...it sounds like what it is: garbage.
The big snow system came, but the warmer open waters of the lake transformed what should have been 20 inches of snow into rain or quick-melting slush.
It rained all day, with a driving wind and huge waves off the lake.
We ended up with less snow than before the storm, thank you very much STUPID Lake Superior!
I walked down the windy beach naming what I saw, but in a language that made it feel so much better. Thank God for German, because just by naming the stuff I felt as relieved as if I were cussing.
Dreck. Matsch. Schmiere Schlamm.
(That's: Mud. Mush. Slime. Slush.)
I didn't even need real German profanity. Scheisse sounded too good for this.
Just a few blocks away from the lake, just uphill and away from STUPID Lake Superior less than a mile, the snow piled up. We'll be skiing Duluth ski trails this week.
But there was no joy in Mudville: Mighty Blizzard had struck out.