I don't know what is happening in Kansas or Nebraska or those places that are home to the ground hog, but it is raining here. And has been for ages. We are surrounded by snow, but none here. We tried to take the nice new little car out for a spin to see Multnomah falls turned to icicles, but no dice. The road was blocked from too many wrecks. That was last week, and still the snow falls all around us.
I celebrate this day because I am a huge fan of spring and of hope in general.
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Hmmm, I forgot about the ground hog. Here in, well, sort of right between Kansas and Missouri, the sun sort of shone, for a little while. I don't know the exact time, though. Spring WILL come.
Won't it?
hope springs infernal.
my groundhog life forgot it was groundhog day. (I knew it for a moment, prior...) i was hugging the ground post vitamin o.d. in order to avoid the hrt i finally relented to. thus the groundhog neglect. life story. hog this. hog that. miss the signs. let it all come as a big surprise. let the amazement continue.
I (heart) hope. I'm all over it like a stinky dog.
I thought the ground hog had been declared extinct along with most everything else, such as spring.
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