Yes!!! In the gardens around the dome there are signs of Spring.  The fact that snow will probably cover them again isn’t important.  What is important is that I saw them this morning when Brandy and I took a turn around the place.  The big thermometer on the porch reads 62 degrees, the sun is shining, and the fir trees, in the yard, are swinging their branches in the wind like a dancer wrapped in the rhythms of a wild flamenco.

The ice on our frog pond has started to melt adding a delightful depth to the ready to overflow area shining brightly in this glorious day. 

A Downy Woodpecker is the first to sample the newly filled feeder.  Out there now are three finches hanging upside down on the thistle feeder swinging in the wind. 

As Eric Clapton Unplugged is filling the room I must take time to say yes I am better.  The eruptions have stopped and my arms have decided to give me some well needed peace for a while.  I have a physical scheduled on the 13th so I will be bending Dr. Hukill’s ear then. 

This morning started with a burst of energy that included washing out the litter box, laundry in the washer and now the dryer, filling the outside feeder, unloading the dishwasher, and squeezing in three short stories from Ray Bradbury’s ‘We’ll Always Have Paris’ over a bowl of Special K with Cinnamon for breakfast.  My next step is to make Pammie’s Butter Cinnamon Coffee Cake today.  I’m also going to feed hubby some V8 Butternut Squash Soup with a Lettuce and Tomato salad and some muffins for lunch after dialysis.  I don’t know if we will like the soup but it was time to try it.  I may even pick up the ugly afghan for a while this evening. 

I may not be all better but I’m a heck of a lot ‘weller’ (yes I just made up that word) than I was!!!  I’ll be back to blather again soon—can’t wait can you ( a joke—so smile why don’t you)!!!!