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The weather only adds to my confusion – it was summery this morning. It was early wintery this evening. Did I really hear them mention sleet in the forecast? I’m putting my non-blogshare stock in Spring though — the daffodils took advantage of the warmth yesterday and today to color up and start popping open into flower. This morning and tonight I noticed that wonderful flush or should I say blush on the hills where the maples are budding out. Welcome spring!

I’m feeling like I’ll walk up the stairs and find Maggie waiting for me. Last night as I waited in vain for sleep to come, I thought of all the nights she jumped up on the bed and walked up the length of me and waited patiently until I realized she was there and lifted the quilt for her to snuggle under. She would curl up and lick my hand, purring and purring into the night. She had a most distinctly un-melodic miaow and enjoyed talking with me if I’d miaow back at her. She probably wondered why I didn’t actually say something meaningful, but she kept up her end of the conversation regardless. And she had the most wonderful, silky fur imaginable.