Here and there about the countryside there are little bits of ground that have lost their snowy overcoating, uncovering the remnants of last year's growing season and giving us a brief glimpse of what the land will become in just a few short months. Every morning when I go to the window to see if anything's changed, it hasn't. Except for maybe looking a little whiter. So a bit of green is a welcome picture indeed. Temps were reasonable and not too bone chilling, but I'm ready for the hot stuff.
Winter go, spring come.
I could do with a good January thaw, followed by an endless summer. Oh well, such is life I guess. I'll just write something else. Of course if I hadn't told you that this was the second draft, you'd never know would you. I just had to get it said though.