Not!

Yesterday, driving home in the sunshine and admiring how our recent spell of warmish & sunny weather had done away with the three-inch covering of frozen slush that had transformed the alley behind the house into an evil tank proving ground that I entertained Whit with by driving rollicking and recklessly through (with running commentary), I thought about writing an entry here about how that wanton bitch Winter was finally freeing us from her bony icy grasp.

Good thing I didn't, huh?

I woke up this morning to a steady fall of big white flakes of some heavy and rare (for this side of Lake Michigan) lake-effect snow.

You probably can't make the flakes out in the pic I snapped of a woodpecker at the suet feeder just outside our front window, but believe me - it's there.

And it's making me mighty sad.

C'mon, guy (or gal or committee, whatever) in charge of the weather - give us a frickin' break!