Snow Caps

It's Groundhog Day, and Punxsutawney Phil has predicted an early spring. We all know that rodent is a lying little bastard though. I don't trust him as far as I could swing his weaselly body by the tail. I get cranky this time of year.

The rhododendron tree dons snow caps on last August's flowers. It's been so cold no one wants to step outdoors. Anything over 12 degrees F would do. It's that or 'ol Phil is going on the bonfire.