At 7:25 a.m. this morning, under cloudy skies with temperatures in the low 30s, Groundhog Phil saw his shadow in the little town of Punxsutawney, Pa. That means six more weeks of winter. Six more weeks of days like today are fine with me.
But in case we are in for six more weeks of gray, I better stay so busy that I don't notice it.
As Bill Murray said in the 1993 film Groundhog Day, "You want a prediction about the weather, you're asking the wrong Phil. I'll give you a winter prediction: It's gonna be cold, it's gonna be grey, and it's gonna last you for the rest of your life."
I hope not.