Seeing comments about spring, warm temps, bulbs thrusting through the crust, etc., had me in a good mood until the sun came up and I looked out the window. Snowing tiny flakes, and the ground is covered. Squirrels are not seeing their shadows. I don't have groundhogs in residence here, thank God. Sparty has decided it's pup-dog hibernation time, and from the looks of the comforters, he's tried all of the beds. Shift mental gears. Margaret