Today looked like a beautiful day, ghosts and all, but I realized it was pretty cold when I went outside in bare feet to get a pair of sneakers from my car.
“Oh god, it’s cold,” I muttered aloud as I fumbled with the keys and grabbed for the car door. “Really cold. Really, really cold.”
Bethany said later that she would rather have a gloomy warm day than a sunny cold one. I concur.
The ghost caught in the sunshine above served as a clue that what I thought was a popper — those things you fill with gifts or candy and open by pulling at both ends — moments earlier was, Bethany pointed out, likely actually a bat that had fallen off the nearby tree.
Besides, it would not be a very welcome popper, being filled only with leaves.
We stopped by the Fire Hall and ran into firefighter Chris Loebs and his little boy, who I could not coax a smile out of. 
He is looking a bit suspicious here …
As chilly and windy as it was today, it’s nice to see fewer bits of snow every time we go walking. I didn’t notice any snow at all today.
For the pups above, I don’t think the weather mattered. They just like to bark. I couldn’t tell if it was I-want-to-to-lick-your-face barking or I-want-to-bite-your -face barking, but I suspect they were essentially friendly dogs.
I’m not sure what to say about this one, but I’m really curious. Maybe as spring unfolds, we’ll see what the future holds for the tub.
The two dogs above also barked, but not quite as vehementaly as the golden retriever.
