cap to the hill

dear groundhog,

you lied. although we were unhappy, we accepted your forecast of six more weeks of winter. what we can’t accept is that six week deadline was three weeks ago.

therefore i ask you, where’s the damn sunshine?

• i see tulips.

• i see mismatched couples nestling on park benches.

clearly spring is here…what i don’t wanna see is snow. so listen you furry fuck, bring 70 degrees back, before i burn my pile of pretty dresses and throw a grenade down your burrow.

sincerely,

a very bitter pumpkin

here’s a pic from the snow/hail/sleet storm that i was caught in yesterday (one of many).

i guess it’s a good way to get extended use out of those winter boots, eh?