The sky is as deep a blue as I have seen of late. The clouds have disappeared. It is still cold but warmer than yesterday. Henry stays outside a long time. I don’t.

I wish I could hibernate like bears. In late fall I’d get cozy in my cave under lots of down comforters and fall asleep for the winter. I’d wake up to spring.

Whoo Hoo! I saw small green shoots in my front garden. They have a long way to grow, but they are the first signs of spring.

I have to do a bit of shopping today. I am getting some groceries and am also going to buy a few daffodils. The small floral shop in my store always has them about now. I could do with a bit of bright yellow. I am tired of brown.

I am yelling at the movie I’m watching, Age of Ice. Snow storms are covering Egypt and the desert. An American family of four, two parents and two kids, and some Egyptians are trying to get to the Red Sea to an evacuation area. The special effects are the worst. Our intrepid party has no snow blowing around them, but when they look ahead, you can’t see anything for the swirling snow. Their truck gets stuck in snow. Instead of all of them pushing it out, they abandon it. At one point they have to rappel. In the faraway view the mountain is covered in snow. In the closeup, there is no snow. My favorite scene is when they are walking in knee deep snow trying to get through a pass. As they slogged through the snow, I could see the top of a building in between hills, and I expected them to discover it. They didn’t. It wasn’t part of the movie.