By Mike Nistler

We Minnesotans are funny when it comes to the weather and talking about it.

Here we are on August 1 and I, along with others, are lamenting the end of summer, looking forward to the cool days of fall and dreading winter.

We like to get a jump on things, I guess. Sure, the weather during July was cool, and today’s high is not supposed to break out of the 60s here in central Minnesota, but why the jitters about summer’s passage with at least a month to go?

I think it has everything to do with the harshness of winter, especially as we age. It just seems to get more and more difficult each year to enjoy the winter season.

And, as you age, time seems to pass more rapidly, thus making summers seem as though they are here and gone before we know it.

Why then, doesn’t winter seem to pass in the same fashion?