AM I THE ONE KEEPING WINTER GOING?

Yesterday morning it was like spring. The snow was melting, I could almost hear the water seeping into Mother Earth, soaking around the roots of the trees and bulbs, waking them up. Several hours later, when we came out of church it was cold again. When I went upstairs to change clothes I looked at this winger scene.

The bed, all dressed for winter with the Christmas pillows and bears in residence.

Am I unwittingly keeping winter here, like the groundhog, who sees his shadow and prolongs winter by six weeks?