In Six Days...

...will be the first day of spring.

The opening photo was taken yesterday, one week prior to the Vernal Equinox. Hard to believe.

I have had quite enough of winter, thank you very much.

Remember the old saying about March? "In like a lion, out like a lamb..."

I seem to remember that March came roaring in like a freaking tyrannosaurus rex, as it found The Missus Herself and I sans electricity and sitting in a Mexican restaurant watching the rain come down, the lights flicker, and the wind howling like a demented thing.

Then another storm, then another...

I swear, March, "you got some 'splainin' to do!"

Stayed home on Tuesday, as planned. Though upon awakening to the call of nature at 0400, when I looked outside it was raining.

"Alrighty then, looks like a false alarm, I guess I'll be going to work today."

"Meow?"

"No, it's not time to eat, papa's going back to bed for a couple of hours."

Time passes. Quickly...

"Meow?"

"Alright girls, breakfast time it is!"

Looking out the window I see a sea of whiteness. The ground, the trees and bushes, the neighbors' houses, the cars, the air, everything is white. With a certain amount of glee I returned to my bedchamber and slept the sleep of the lazy. Not to arise until nine-ish. Had some coffee, had a bagel, and I watched it snow.

The stuff was fairly wet, I could see it caked to the power lines, I half expected to lose power at some point in the day. As I write this (2015 local) we still have electricity. The roads are mostly plowed, my driveway has been shoveled by the nice young man next door and all seems to be well.

Alas, tomorrow it's back to work.

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