Saturday is the day, if I am not working, that I get to sleep in. Hubby wakes up, lets the dog out and makes coffee - delivering it in my favorite mug with the most important news from CNN's website.
So at 8am (a decadent time of the morning for a wake up) he hands me a cup of Dazbog's Mocha Java (with cream and brown sugar in the sunflower mug he painted for me while we were dating) with the news that Phil the Groundhog has predicted spring. I don't remember a time that he did not see his shadow and scurry back in his den.
But maybe I should plant tomatoes this week.
There is, of course, still snow on the ground.
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