Right outside my front door is a small bed of Crocuses. I mean small, 3 or 4 crocuses at the most. I anticipate their growth all winter. So early, every January, I start pushing around the leaves,uncovering the dirt, looking for their little heads to pop up through the ground. I love these little flowers but never seem to plant more, i could, but for some reason the few i planted years ago are just enough to show me  that Spring is on the way..and all things are renewed. They never have disappointed me. Of course there are all sorts of Odes and analogies..Mine are these quiet little crocuses..
              That's all i need.....There they are...........I get it...     

Doves are holding out on the ground and in the flower pots..Les feeds them so they're not going far.

It's mostly ice but we'll enjoy anything that causes school to close for the day.

The superbowl is this weekend... I bet the out-of-towners didn't expect this..20degrees with wind chill 7 but by Sunday it's going to be 57 and sunny.