Waiting for daffodils

Our daffodils haven’t bloomed yet, but they’re coming up. Ours are never quite the earliest. Some folks may have already had a couple of blooms.

And now, Valentine’s Day…

So now we come to Valentine’s Day. Of all the “holidays” that we don’t take an actual holiday for, this one has to be the strangest.

Punxsuwhatty who?

So what’s the big deal with Groundhog Day, I was thinking. My attitude, I confess, was a lot like the Phil Connors character played by Bill Murray in the movie, “Groundhog Day.” And I didn’t think I’d be changing my mind.

I get a snow day…

Went to bed Monday night figuring nothing would really happen. Woke up Tuesday morning and discovered I was mistaken.

Face it, it’s over

Well, in case no one has noticed (ha!), there’s no huge slate of college football games on tap for this Saturday. Yep, like the old Roy Orbison song, “It’s Over.” No matter whether one is happy, sad or outraged over the outcome of that national championship final, college football is going away until next fall.

One day more than enough

NOTE: I’ve run this column for years as my last column before Christmas, and I see no reason to change now. True, a lot of changes have taken place in my life since the first time this column appeared. Shucks, I’ve even retired. But I think it still works. Besides, some folks have actually told me they look forward to it. As for others, I wish them a merry bah and a happy humbug.

My own letter…

Dear Santa,
So, how goes it? How are the reindeer? Are they magic like you? Or will any of them be retiring soon? I mean, it’s been almost 200 years since they were introduced. Does Rudolph’s nose ever need recharging? Is Mrs. Claus keeping you well-fed?

A coming together

I wrote recently that the main things I dislike about Christmas are the things that make people heave a sigh of relief on the evening of Dec. 25, and say, “Thank goodness it’s over.””