Well, I had to go searching for it, but I found it. The last remnants of our winter shrouded away among the trees. Good riddance! Thank you Elenka for your Mr. Man, as in snow. With apologies to Harold Arlen (1905-1986) composer of all the songs in The Wizard of Oz (1939 film), I'll just end with this today. A slightly abridged version of this classic: "Ding Dong! The Witch's Dead". "Ding Dong! The Winter's Dead. Which old Winter? The Wicked Winter! Wake up- sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed. Wake up, the Wicked Winter's Dead..." Are you singing along? I can't hear you.