Here We Go Again
I love snow, don't get me wrong. Nothing like a Snow Day: pot of soup/stew on the stove; cup of hot tea with lemon by my side; knitting needles in my hand. But, not this much...not this many...not this often. And, after the first two or three, well, I'm ready for Spring. Southerner to the core, I guess.
On my walk yesterday, I noticed several crocuses (crocii?) pushing up through the pinestraw mulches. And, our own daffodils that we planted last Fall have several inches of green growth above ground...with a couple of brave flower buds in evidence. Not blooms yet, mind you...just buds. I even saw a branch or two of forsythia with flowers. Soon, I hope the whole neighborhood will be awash in yellow! But, first we have to get through yet another snow. Predictions are for accumulations of anywhere between 2 and 4 inches. I'll let you know.
Plus, I now have a new med in my Doctor kit: I learned from a message on the Basset board this morning about using Preparation H as a healing ointment. Who knew? She'll just love that, I'm sure...