Tomorrow is Groundhog Day, the one day in the year I normally look forward to. I know that may sound silly but it’s a highlight of winter for me.
Winter in this part of the country can begin as early as October with snow remaining on the ground by late November. The extreme cold temperatures can linger for weeks at at time as well, keeping me indoors more than I would like.
When winter has dragged by for three months, or more, and sunlight is limited to only a few hours a day I find myself with low energy and a longing to get back outside. This coincides nicely with February Second, better known here as Groundhog Day.
I know as well as the next that whether or not Phil sees his shadow winter won’t end any sooner but there’s something about this day that tells me we’re in the home stretch.
This winter was different. We had some cold and even a bit of snow, but it didn’t last. Those days were broken up by beautiful days that were warm enough to go without a coat a few times. So this year I am still in good spirits as I look forward to hearing Phil’s forecast. No matter what he sees I know winter is still in the last stages and I’ll soon be out in the garden and enjoying the warm weather.