It's a Leap Year, and Saturday's rare occurrence of a February 29th began with a light dusting of snow here in Winston-Salem. Nothing much to speak of, and it was gone pretty quickly. But it reminded us that the early signs of spring (shown below) are not Spring itself...there's some more cold and misery to trudge through before the glory of warm sunny days becomes the norm.
The mid-life crisis of a 50-year old might be said to have afflicted the weekend's guest, my buddy from my Wake Forest grad school days. Jason drove down here from Louisville in his Porsche Boxster, which we had to take out for a drive and a revisit to the campus to see all that had changed at WFU. It was sunny but in the low 40s, but since we are in our low 50s, we had to put that top down while we tooled around:
Also, one other item to note: thanks to Sumner's sniffing around by the front porch, I spotted where my neighborhood hawk had left behind evidence of a successful hunting trip around one of my many active bird feeders:
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