You can’t stop the sun. I’d been paying attention to it the last couple of weeks or so, and even with the bone-breaking cold we have been having, even with the foot of crusty icy heavy on my yard, and the five-foot tunnels of plowed snow the cars are driving through, I could feel the strength of the sun had shifted–and I waited.
This morning, the first cardinal sang, and it was the breaking of winter’s back. I could almost cry.
Monday is the end of Pale Demon at the read-along, which means we’ll have another 24 hour give away. Comment box will open up about 9:00 EST. See you then!