Weird saudades

While listening to NPR this morning, the words "snow-covered city on the Rhine" provoked the strangest bout of nostalgia/longing for Minneapolis in midwinter, when everything is dead and ice-covered. I guess since it has been very warm here in the past few days, and all the flowers are blooming, and I've been taking lots of long walks around Little Rock with friends, swinging a cut switch and talking to dogs. Today it is pouring, which is just as well. We have finally named our band, although the spelling is still unresolved: it's either going to be The Lazy Fair or The Lazy Faire. I kind of like the last one. Any thoughts on that one? We have three songs now.