"Aye, matey. Tis buried treasure I'm searchin' for." Well, no it's not really a treasure, or even an item that's treasured. It's our summer sprinkling can sticking its head up giraffe-like from under snow. Since the appearance of robins are still a ways away, I'm placing this in the corner of a harbinger of spring. I really know it's coming. I'm going to keep repeating this to myself today, as I peer out my windows at snow showers. Well, on the plus side of the ledger at least, the 'dusting' will cover up all the dirty snow staring at us around here. See, even in dark hours, without robins, I can keep things positive! I think.