Part curiosity. Part defiance.

I couldn't help but notice the way in which she looked at me....as if she was seeing right thru. Such courage. Such strength and brave endurance. Such incredible confidence.

I heard her words. I resonated with her thoughts.

Yes - I heard her sing - it's happening again. By now we should all be used to it. It should come as no big surprise.

And yes - this too shall pass. Each day - is just a few minutes lighter and brighter than the day before it. That's why I'm here. Spring is waiting. It will arrive...and when it does...I'll be right here to meet and greet it. I'll be ready.

If this sweet defenseless little thing can survive and thrive...then what is it that I've got to complain about?

It's winter. It's February. It's supposed to snow. It's supposed to be cold - isn't it?