That pesky prognosticator Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow this morning. As if that's a surprise, and as if we couldn't figure out all on our own by looking at the calendar that we have 6 more weeks of winter left. Of course, I'll take another 6 weeks of this weather: it's been 67, 63 and 58 the last couple of days. The weatherguessers say that's coming to an end this weekend with rain and maybe even a glancing blow of snow! We definitely need it.
But groundhogs aren't all bad. A long, long time ago in a land far away (okay, in Columbia, Missouri 100 miles from here), I had a furry friend of the groundhog persusasion that lived right outside my apartment. I had sliding glass doors that opened from my living room out onto this little patio and just beyond that was an earth berm that "Sam" called his home. It wasn't unusual for my friends and I to be hanging out and see Sam waddle right up to the door, sit on his haunches and look inside. Yep, I had my very own groundhog peeper. And I didn't mind because he was absolutely adorable.
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