Yesterday I was looking out at our front yard and for some odd reason this scene came to mind. I guess it was the thought that under the foot of snow out there, our neighbor's Crocus was trying to pop their little heads through the frozen crust of snow. Maybe I am just so tired of the cold grey days of Winter that greets my eyes every day in what seems like forever.
Anyway the old romantic inside of me liked to think that maybe out there in the mountains somewhere the wild critters are also starting to get "Cabin Fever" and any sign of a future of warm days and colorful vegetation is a feeling that is universal between man and critter alike.
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