I did, however, allow myself to think a little bit about spring. It is there. Somewhere up ahead. I allowed myself to think of the quarry pool not too far away where the lilacs grow and the air is filled with that beautiful purple aroma in spring. Take a look, this is that mysterious little spot that I see in my mind. But it is real and I'm not telling you where it is. It's MINE!
There now. I feel much better and will continue with the snow shoveling.