that it's spring. They're back. We saw two yesterday overhead, flapping determinedly over the snow, not too far from the house. Can the gophers be far behind?
In other spring fever news, I bought a new set of sheets for the master bedroom, floral cotton with a heavy thread count, while we were at Sears yesterday (on the way to buy drywall lifters for Tom's next job, the remodeling of a local grocery store -- gather ye rosebuds where ye may), which makes me very happy. One of the few disadvantages to living here is the well water, which has a habit of making white/whitish fabrics dingy before too long. And who wants dingy sheets for spring?