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Wednesday, August 19, 2015

February 4, 2014

Word is the ground-hog saw his shadow, then zipped back into his cozy nest to avoid this next six weeks of winter. I don’t blame him a bit! Sounds like a wonderful idea. What I’d like to know is how he wasn’t fooled by the 50-degree temps on Groundhog Day! Sure messed with me—I thought spring was tapping at the door.
Yup, the groundhog was right! The next morning there was fresh snow on the ground and it snowed all day. Another storm is coming, 6-10” expected tonight into tomorrow, and if that isn’t depressing enough, yet another storm trails it, expected to hit Sunday night into Monday.
Now there’s no doubt its pretty and all—that pure white fluff on every twig and tree limb, pines boughs laden, rock walls white-washed, and a billowy, down-like covering on every surface as far as the eye can see, but—you knew there was a but coming, didn’t you—it’s cold! Let me repeat that. It’s cold!
Guess it’s no surprise that I’m yearning for spring… open windows, fresh breezes, laundry flapping on the clothesline, bees buzzing, birds chirping, sunshine warming my shoulders while I play-in-the-garden-dirt. [sigh]
Ah well. We won’t argue with the groundhog. Not sure how he does it, but I’ll take his word for it.
There’s wood for the stove, hot tea brewing and some good books to get lost in. Again, I am grateful and oh, by the way—thanks for the warning Punxsutawney Phil.

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