I tried to think it differently this year ("'Tis winter, and will be for a few months more"), but it caught up on me. The urge for Spring! Usually it hits me around January 2nd-January 3rd, so perhaps I should be proud that I made it all the way to the 21st this time. From now on, and to the first warm sunbeams make me hesitate with the double-double wollen sweaters, I'm all "Issit warm yet?—issit spring yet?—arethe flowers up yet?". Well—Can't help it. Can't wait!