Just like this deer in my driveway. Over it. Ready for spring.

This winter’s refusal to give up the ghost is wreaking havoc on the daffodils and crocuses. Possibly the tulips as well, although I haven’t checked on them.

There was also a hedgehog pancake (which did NOT get stuck, unlike the moose) but I forgot to take a photo before I ate it.

Also, if like me you were wondering whatever happened to that leaky faucet from the other day, it now looks like this. I guess it won’t be leaking again until the weather warms up a bit.

I was doing a survey on happiness, and they asked about a purchase that made you happy. It could be anything. On the whole, I think this is probably one of my happiest purchases- meet my $5 pizza pans. ($5 for the set.) They get a lot of use.

What do you mean it’s not normal to cope with the prospect of yet another winter storm by plotting what my garden’s going to look like while watching Monty Python? Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

Even the ones of an accidental variety.

So it happens from time to time that I max out my library card. It’s rare for me to do it almost exclusively with interlibrary loan books. My library books have taken over the shelf usually reserved for them. They are now taking over my desk. Excuse me, I have some reading to do…

If you don’t like Mockingjay, tough. I’ve been waiting for ages to have the matched set on my shelf. How It Feels To Be Free is a FirstReads book- will report on it when I read it. (Which will not be in the next few days. I have about a dozen interlibrary loans due back in the next week. I haven’t even started half of them yet.)

No, really. I love looking at snowflakes. But I’m over winter and tired of snow. Spring now, please?

It’s nice today. Nice enough to walk on the beach without a parka. There was a chilly wind half the time, and then suddenly it was like someone flipped a switch and the breeze got warm. It was like spring. Except with the cheerful news that the polar vortex is making a comeback. Would this winter kindly give up the ghost already?