More snow last night, so all the grass is invisible now. Lots of jackrabbit tracks in the courtyard ... I haven't seen the "quietest neighbour" for a couple of weeks, so it's nice to know he/she hasn't been flattened by a car or something. Come to think of it, I've never seen jackrabbit roadkill; presumably that means they're too fast and agile for cars to catch ... I know the citydwelling ones have developed a knack for timing their street-crossing dashes for when the cars are stopped at red lights.
Enough rambling for the moment ... I think I need some hot tea with honey ...
