You know what the temperature is right now? 42 degrees. Another ten degrees and it would be freezing . . . literally. 42 degrees is hard to stomach when the temperatures lately have been balmy and springlike and fabulous and wonderful. Bleh. What a tease.
What do dumb ol' groundhogs know, anyway? Phil doesn't seem to particularly enjoy his yearly task, so I think the early spring call this year was just to spite us. Dumb ol' groundhog.
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