Whrrrrr......

Who would have thought the sound of a shop vac would bring such joy? After many dreary days with gray skies, bitter cold winds and temperatures in the teens and twenties, I was thrilled to hear Ol' Abner out on the screened deck clearing the winter dust from the boards. We opened the sliding door from the dining room and allowed the fresh air to dare us to hope that spring might be coming. I refuse to allow any other speculation to surface.