Oh, Thou Kind and Gracious Potholes

This winter has been a joy; it was one that went down in Michigan history. It was really awesome when the snow began to melt and spring on its way, but then another 12 inches of snow came down just as I started to see the tips of the yellowing dead-grass in my front yard. However, all this snow and ice led to my favorite thing in the world. Potholes. I love driving over 5 inch deep holes that ruin my newly-purchased car tires. Driving down Long Lake Road is like being on a fun roller coaster. You have to twist and turn to avoid the many potholes that could rip your tire from your unsuspecting car. Who needs those tires anyways? I don't know about you, but I think it's manageable to drive without them. I can tell my 2003 Ford Escape loves going up and down by the squeals of enjoyment it makes. Those sweet sounds are music to my ears. I only have the potholes to thank for introducing me to the sound of angels. So I end my piece with great appreciation towards this never-ending winter and the potholes that you have created while gracing us with your presence.