Another day; another 6 (or 12 or 18) inches of snow. It's getting a little old. I haven't seen the grass in my yard since Thanksgiving.
I love snow. I SO prefer snow to rain. But I think we've had enough. We've skied, skated, sledded and shoveled for months now. Thankfully, the groundhog didn't see his shadow (he popped out of his burrow in the middle of a snowstorm). That's supposed to mean winter will last just 6 more weeks, right? By my calculation we've got less than 3 weeks left. I hope he got it right!
