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Beyond the shadow of a groundhog

Bring on the Spring; we're putting out money on Rusty the Groundhug.

Well, sunshine twice in the same week! Can I still complain about the weather?

Last I checked, I was still Canadian, and my calendar says it’s still only February. So, I guess I’m entitled?

Is anyone else getting tired of Winter? I hear rumblings of grumblings from most people I talk to.

It’s been a few years since I remember it snowing before Christmas and staying until... some time this month, we hope.

And now three weeks of gray, gloomy weather and snowy vistas has given way to drip... drip... drip...

I can’t believe the groundhog was impressed, but Wiarton Willie called for an early Spring.

And that was backed up by Rusty, the Cache Creek groundhug. I opened the front door for him on Saturday and I thought he was going to launch himself at the crowd of sparrows munching under the bird feeders by the sidewalk. Even if he could have seen his shadow on that gray, foggy day, I doubt it would have deterred him.

But I did. He does his bird watching from the livingroom window. And that’s where I would rather be, looking at the snow while sitting in a warm, cozy house, instead of having to walk in it, drive in it, work in it...

Some of us fantasize about lying on a nice hot beach at this time of the year, but my oldest brother lived in Mexico for 11 years and even he complained about the cold, wet season(s). At least he didn’t have to shovel snow. But he did have to clean up after a few hurricanes.

Perhaps complaining about the weather is just our way of starting a conversation, or maybe some people really prefer a narrow range of temperatures day after day, but I actually hear a lot of people complaining about how “hot” it is outside.

Hot apparently is anything between 28-35C. Where I grew up, we’d get two weeks of 40-plus temperatures. That was hot! I will never complain about the warm, beautiful sunny days we have here.  Once they finally get here.

I’ll start planning my vegetable garden once I can see it again.

Wendy Coomber is editor of the Ashcroft-Cache Creek Journal