Icy snow early in the week, the kind that’s almost impossible to walk in. Groundhog Day came, for real, and with it, rueful jokes about Bill Murray. This year the little rodent prognosticated six more weeks of winter, which we’re getting more of as I write this. At least it’s pretty.
Thankfully we had a enough of a break in the cold and ice that we could finally walk happily for a couple of days. Ollie loved not needing his coat for a bit, and I loved being able to walk without looking down constantly. Slowly the days grow longer. We have more winter yet, but spring will come.
Sundries for you!
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