Thaw

[jhetley]

Yet another day above freezing with the sun glowing down its March smile. Or some such phrasing. We seem to be heading into Mud Season, with gunk flowing down the gutters and the roads turning into buffalo wallows. No corpses thawing out of snowbanks yet (not that I've heard of, anyway) though that does occur every few years. I doubt if we'll jump overnight from winter to spring this year, though. Some years, I've skied one weekend and bicycled the next.

Meanwhile, I have The Shrew, Beowulf, The Brat, and Grendel's Mother all in one room staring at each other. This could get interesting.