I don’t care what Punx Phil or anyone says; it’s February, and that means spring has to come one of these days.  We’ve survived one month, and that’s something.  All I’ll say about that is, anything that depraved and evil can’t last forever, as long as sane people stick together and resist.  Anger can be a great motivator.

Meanwhile, down in the basement, things are happening.  Soon, with some rewiring assistance from K, I’ll set up the 2025 prop station officially and start germinating some basic veg seedlings.  Each year I learn (?) from my mistakes and tweak the process.  I’m hoping this year’s garden and yard will be even more beautiful, functional, and kid/critter-friendly.  That’s how I keep on going and looking forward.

Right now it’s just one big muddy lake of melting snow out, so here are photos of warmer, cozier pursuits.  Even a rare sighting of me trying to look hopeful!