My inspiration for this gallery is; A Wisconsin Poem (author unknown).
It's Winter in Wisconsin, And gentle breezes blow. Seventy miles an hour, At thirty five below.
Oh how I love Wisconsin, when's snows up to your butt. You take a breath of Winter air, And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes the weather here is wonderful, So I guess I'll hang around. I could never leave Wisconsin, Cause I'm frozen to the ground.