This has been the warmest February we've had in many years. The feel of spring, which is hard to describe, is felt by everyone. The earth, and tiny flowers make smells that only they can make. I even found a few croci by our pond. My favorite flower in all the world because they are the first to cut through the snow. There is just one problem, IT IS NOT SPRING. I'm enjoying this weather, don't get me wrong, but I feel these days are like snow days. Something to enjoy and savor; that extra time in bed. But they have to be made up. We have to be aware of this. You can't just say spring is sprung and forget about winter. Some of our nastiest snow falls have come in March and even April. I wish I could be an optimist but that train done left the station years ago. Being a girl from Ohio, I'm an Eeyore in a harbor full of Tiggers. We'll see what group wins.