Another few inches dropped over night and this morning, covering the already deeply re-covered lawns, sidewalks, and streets. Nothing like the near blizzard of the other day; I could still see out screened windows.

It seems that winter doesn't want to end. I understand Puxatoni Phil saw his shadow and therefore cursed us to six more weeks of winter, but really, that's over now! Really, it's the 16th of March. Six weeks precicely after Groundhog Day. Let it be over! Spring is actually next week!