Woke up this mornin'... and lo!
Down here in the valley-o, the very first faintest hints of green are appearing on the tree-tips.
What can this mean but that Spring is Here? Life is skittles, life is beer.
But, will this mean the end of Asmund/PG's horrorlogies? I hope not. There's still plenty of snow higher up, me ol' pilchard-canner.