The phrase Mud Season appears to be a New England term. I don't know why, as it applies anywhere the ground freezes deeply in the winter and the air temp warms up quickly in the early spring. It certainly applies in fly-over land, e.g., Minnesota. Today was a case in point. After being 0 degrees as recently as last week, today it hit 45 degrees. The melting snow and ice have nowhere to go, as the ground is frozen solid (see above definition of Mud Season). As a result, the water just sits there, turning whatever it is sitting on into mud. You can identify the advent of Mud Season by the appearance of cars. They look like something unprintable, but this is a family blog. The other sure fire indicator is the emergence of pot holes in exactly the same places as last year. They will be patched by our crack MN Highway Department, and will reappear again next year at exactly the same time and place. Predictability is supposed to be soothing. Maybe that's the function of Mud Season.
