Groundhog Day

On my way to my morning workout in predawn Pownal, my car's dashboard told me the outside temperature was -3, about the same as it has been for the last several days. 

Today is the day then Punxatawney Phil sees his shadow and predicts another six weeks of winter.  Up here only six weeks would be great.  I'm fairly sure spring is farther away than that. 

By the time I was done with my workout the sun was up.  There are some stately white pines on the Pineland campus that tower over the restored Georgian buildings.  There tops were bathed in golden light that hadn't quite made it to the ground. 

This is a quality of light I haven't seen since October.  There is no sense that the back of the cold has been broken, but this glow melted my heart just a little.