I can’t complain; this is a mild winter and since I dislike snow, I don’t miss the white covering on the ground. The temperatures are consistently above freezing, so I don’t slip on the ice or have to drive on treacherous streets. This morning I heard some great news that further brightened my mid-winter mood: The groundhog did NOT see his shadow.
Now, I’m old enough to know that rodents can’t actually predict the weather, but I enjoy following the story each year of Punxsutawney Phil and how he is pulled from his home in the ground each February 2nd to decide if we will experience an early spring or not.
Dare I say it now? Happy Spring, everyone!