Groundhogs Lie

We had some very minor snow this week–a dusting really–so I don’t consider that a major blow to the whole Spring is coming fa-la-la. What I’d like to discuss here is how flat-out wrong that fat groundhog was a few weeks ago in predicting six more weeks of snow (not that I sit around and believe everything a rodent tells me). Bah, I say, bah. My sister has daffodils at a near bloom state on her sunny hill. I have some daffodil shoots popping up in the yard and yesterday I noticed crocus coming up in the back flower bed. The forsythia bushes are also looking young and whippy as if they are going to spring forth with a bloom or two in a few weeks.