On this last day of February 2010, we are buried in yet another appreciable layer of snow. Some people believe a protracted winter presages a glorious, long summer. As for me, I'm not convinced it means anything more than a protracted winter.
A POSTSCRIPT FROM BOB, the abominal snow-blower in this photo, who just came in to warm up. Bob's not inclined to exaggerate snow-depths (or even complain about their existence), but he informs me there's been "at least a foot of fresh snow overnight." (That didn't stop him from jumping into his trusty old truck and going out to the store).