Somewhere the sun is shining. Somewhere the clouds are white cotton balls chasing each other across the sky. Not here-in the gloomy gray overcast, the clouds are dragging their weary behinds across the dirt brown landscape. The tree buds don’t have enough color to show up, and even the last of the snow has turned a tan color. The house furnace is burnin’ the BTU’s in the morning, but the only reason you turn on the car heat is to keep the fog off the windshield. And then it gets too warm, but if you turn the heat off the windshield fogs up.

Well, yeah.

Weekend’s coming. Spring must be coming, too. The ads are full of the “Home & Garden” shows held pretty much every weekend from now till almost May. Oh, it isn’t the shows that tell me spring is coming-it’s that the shows are all held in the local hockey rink that’s been defrosted for the season.

And that pretty much wraps it up for today.

Draggin’ buns for the Good and True,

Billy Acre