Underneath it all...

As I look out under the piles of snow I had been fervently hoping for all of January, I find myself daydreaming of spring. This has not been a harsh winter here, by many standards, but it has been a dull one. Wildly fluctuating temperatures have felt like Mother Nature teasing us of what is to come. And so, as I walk through slushy streets and shovel off the porch, I allow my mind to wander to