I think Spring might finally be on her way to Missouri, although she's dragging her feet about it a little bit. (Or maybe I'm just extra-anxious for winter to be over.) In between the patches of snow still left in my back yard, I can see green here and there where Esther's daffodils and iris are starting to pop through. I hear geese flying back north almost every day. The Royals are at the top of the Cactus League in Spring Training. There's water over the road on the highway that runs along next to the river.
And my bathroom roof is leaking again. Dangit.