Changing seasons

Winter is wonderful.  Spring is spectacular.   In between, not so much.

The last two weeks have brought warmer temperatures and a great deal of rain (often torrential).  This, combined with the obscene amount of snow on the ground, has resulted in some pretty impressive washouts, collosal frost heaves, nasty potholes, filthy collapsing snowbanks and the general malaise that accompanies soggy, foggy days.

And, in this household, the ritual unveiling of five months of dog shit in the back yard.

  Nice, huh? 

One of our family activities each spring is going around with a wheelbarrow and shovels and picking it all up. 

And they say the American family is in decline....  ha.

The seasons are lovely.  It's the change of them that drives one to drink.