Lake Vermilion Real Estate

Bottoming Out.

OK, that’s it. I admit it. I do not particularly care for the Month of March. And I know I’m not alone. We should organize.

And is it a coincidence that March and potholes occur at the same time? How appropriate… March, the Pothole Month. Potholes are the perfect symbol for the Month of March.

If there is any consolation in this phenomena it’s that we do not suffer alone. Potholes plague the Earth. No one anywhere is unaffected. The evidence is in the orchestrated efforts to locate and eradicate the potholes. A quick search of the phrase “pothole reporting” returns 348 websites dedicated to this activity. (This, arguably, may be one of the most socially beneficial uses of the internet.) This partial list confirms the widespread scope of the crisis: St. Paul, Minnesota / San Diego, California / Houston, Texas / International Falls, Minnesota / Louisville, Kentucky / Los Angeles, California… and on and on and on.

We know where they come from. We know how to fix them. But it’s March. And March means potholes.

Possibly the novelist Pearl S. Buck said it best… “To swerve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and an whole heart and a free mind.”

Or something like that. C’mon, April.