Rachel, Katie and I went on a walk today.  It was almost 40 degrees outside, and we had been cooped up so long we just suited up and headed out.  The whole family has been sick with one thing after another for weeks now, and today we were the three who were healthy enough for a jaunt.

We were sad that the snow on Hill Road had melted so much that we could not get very good sled riding, but we did find some turkey tracks, made some good snowballs, and enjoy the fresh air.  I was able to add some extra fun and excitement by stepping through eighteen inches of snow into a groundhog hole.  I used to think Punxatawney Phil was cute, but now that I live here, I see him differently.  Framed in a circle, with little ticks at twelve, three, six and nine!