Everyone I've met today is officially sick of winter. I think this weekend's sleet & snow storm, topped off by frigid, biting winds tipped the scales and we are all definitely ready for Spring. Even though Spring is just 10 days away, it seems out of reach (as if teasing us), and I'm chilled to the bone and can't get warm. All thoughts of glorious future life in Vermont are fading away as I seek the warmth of distant beaches and sunshine. Curse You, O Cruel March.