I need to stock up on wood for my stove.
Preparing for Winter
One year, a young Ojibwe boy was given the task of ensuring the entire village had enough wood for winter. This was the first time he had been given such an honor and he wanted to do it right. Before he went to work he decided to call the weatherman to ask what kind of a winter was to be expected. The weather man told him it was going to be a warm and uneventful winter. The boy thought to himself, 'this is great. I won't have to work too hard and I'll be able to look good in front of the whole tribe.'
Just to be safe, he gathered a few of his friends and they went to work for a week. At the end of the week, after chopping and piling the wood, the boy decided to give the weatherman a second call. The weatherman told him it was going to be a very cold winter. Shocked at this sudden change and not wanting to disappoint the elders of his village, he gathered more of his friends and they went to work. For two weeks they cut and piled wood, hoping that it would be enough to last the whole winter.
Once again the boy called the weatherman and this time the weatherman told him, "Son, its going to be a very bitter, cold and long winter. Maybe the worst winter on record."
Exasperated, the boy had to ask, "What makes you say that sir?"
The weatherman replies, "The Indians are gathering wood like crazy !
This one is so old it has long gray whiskers but it is still funny.
The longest forecast I could find for these parts is through November and it seems pretty normal. Warm, cold, warm, cold, one front after another. I call it yo-yo weather and it has been going on all my life, sometimes colder than normal, sometimes warmer and you never get used to anything. Sweating one day, freezing your rear off the next.
