Glenn B and I are very fond of this day. The worst-case Groundhog-shadow scenario is six more weeks of winter; I can do that standing on my head, in a snowdrift, buck-naked.
Por fin! Spring is nigh! To celebrate, this morning I walked barefoot in the unblemished snow on the public sidewalk in front of our house. Yeah, that goofy little kid who gave so much anguish to my loving Mom is alive and well.