Summer Dreaming in February.

During these dark, grey months,  inside where it's warm, where the lights are bright and cheerful, I can still still dream; today I'm dreaming of a long, hot, blue-green summer day accented by the refreshing coolness of  the sprinkler.  Aaahhh.

 
So, according to that adorably-soft-and-squishy-yet-always-somewhat-confused-looking Pennsylvanian rodent, spring is actually "on its way".  Little comfort, understandably, to those of you presently experiencing wind-chill-factors well below zero ... but he made his official proclamation yesterday morning, so, well, we've got that going for us (which is nice).