And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Finally! Enough snow has melted that I can see the beginnings of my beloved daffodils! About time, I'd say! And I do believe this is going to be the first February since I've lived in this home (since 1981) that there won't be a single crocus blooming. More often than not we have blooms by around the 20th. I miss their sunshiny faces! Ah well, I'm a winter-lover, but now I'm gettin' antsy for spring.