OK, what were you doing on Feb. 3 1996?
It was Groundhog Day this week but our Wiarton Willie didn't show up. Maybe he was isolating at home like the rest of us? So we'll take the word of a stand-in squirrel who popped up to a cloudy sky. Early spring! Yay! But until then it's like Groundhog Day all over and over, with heaps of snow daily, and icicles drooping like crystal popsicles.
The fox prowls often, sneaking below our window to catch that squirrel. Stare, crawl, leap, nada. It looks up at us as if to say ---- "Can you spare a nice warm mouse??"
Eventually we have to drive to town for supplies, you know the essentials like ice cream and chocolate sauce. But the roads have been windblown and whiteout. Oh Canada! Poor car...
Groundhog Shoveling, Groundhog Shoveling. Up and down and all around.
Unlike the ladder, this IS a step. 25 years ago a guy wanted to take a girl on a romantic first date to --- Hockey Hall of Fame?? Much wiser, she suggested having her go-to baked fish dinner at his house. The rest is history...
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