Minnesota writer Howard Mohr, author of the best-selling How to Talk Minnesotan and A Minnesota Book of Days (and a Few Nights) says that most accidents are caused by one thing--"hurry-up-itis." I agree. I wanted to get to St. Paul for the meetings, but I was not in that much of a hurry. I needed to get off the road SOON, but I was in fly-over country, no towns nearby, just lots of snow-covered fields.
Just then I looked up and saw the sign for the turn-off to Wood Lake. A good friend lived in a farmhouse a mile down the road. If I could make it there, I'd be safe.
To my relief, Mary was home. She welcomed me warmly with delicious hot tea and home-made Raspberry-Sage Thumbprint cookies--amazing. "You must stay for the night," she insisted. I did not resist.
It can be dangerous living in fly-over country, out on the wind-swept prairie, especially in the depths of winter. When I left town earlier, the weather was clear and fine. But things can go south fast out here. On an icy, frigid night, a warm, welcoming farmhouse with good food, lively conversation and laughter is like a slice of heaven.