I can say with complete conviction that I am sick to death of winter. We are very close to breaking the old 63 day record of snow on the ground. I think we are at day 58 or so. All I know is that I am ready for spring. On that note I did see my first robin two days ago which gave me hope.

Speaking of hope...I think God has really been teaching me through this time of a long cold wet winter that there is always a spring to hope for. So I notice the little things...more light in the morning and evening, the sun higher in the sky, the male birds starting to practice their spring songs a little, and the rare warm sunny day.

More later.