The ground outside has been covered for a few days now and the marks in the snow tell tales of lurking creatures looking for some signs of vegetation. Small rabbit prints, neighborhood cats on the prowl, and a deer or two traipsing through the yard. On the phone with a friend in London he told me the crocus are already starting to appear. Having just fixed my snowblower I am still looking forward to seeing how well I did, and I have no desire to rush old man winter, but it just goes to show that that nature always finds a way to forecast some hope. —Dominick
