In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan
Snow stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
(Well at least in some years)
On February 2nd, between the minor holidays of Kind Day and George Washington's Birthday, comes the best holiday of the year. Groundhog day. No guilt wracked present buying, no "biggest Groundhog Day Sale Ever." Nothing but the comforting feeling that, at least on this one day, something truly important happens in Punxsutawney Pennsylvania.
It is a day of forward looking predictions.
A day where brave men stand in defiance of the winter cold to roust a peacefully sleeping groundhog from his heated hole and hold him aloft for the world to see. Does he, or doesn't he see his shadow? And we hold our collective breath...
Six more weeks of winter! Huzzah!
The Story From the Washginton Post
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Mom and I are in groundhog country, at Marie's. Spent last night with P & B.
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