I saw the daffodils poking their lovely little yellow blooms up along the dry, brown roadways in the last few days, so I thought spring was definitley coming.
Now, I'm not so sure. Snow is falling, and it is predicted that we might have accumulations of several inches. A prediction that worries me since I have not cleaned up after the last snowfall two weeks ago.
Meanwhile, our cat, John, simply does not care about the weather. "Just give me a comfortable place to sleep."
I want to be a cat.
