We would never see a groundhog here tomorrow, sunshine or not.  There's lots of snow, and we are not even halfway through winter yet.  But this morning, as I stepped out to go and feed the chicken, it was sunny and felt warm at over 20 degrees.  I don't know what the exact temperature was, but the sky seemed softer and bluer and the wind was blowing in a balmy way. 

Everything is going well, and winter seems softly protective and restful.  Today is Super Bowl Sunday!  I'm looking up recipes for a sweet and sour chicken/shrimp thingie over rice.  Getting lots of ideas for other treats, too.  I've decided to quit worrying about losing weight - apparently, I never will, so I'm not going to try at all anymore.  I was able to turn off my electric oil-filled heater last evening, and hope I won't need it anymore.  I continue to dust and polish furniture, and soon, I'll have another box or drawer cleaned out.  My health is good, my dogs are content, my chicken is amused, my kids are doing fine.  Life is good.