It was warm and lovely today (47 degrees on February 6th!) and this afternoon, after being inside practically all week because both Brandt and Blythe have been sick and felt crummy, we went for a walk around the complex. We saw a most welcome surprise.
They are bulbs! Poking their heads through the snow! Spring must be on its way, in spite of what Punxsutawney Phil says. What does he know for Utah anyway? The bulbs always seem to know when spring is really on its way.
Further along our walk we saw a very strange sign. Parts are certainly understandable, but that middle section. What does it all mean?
I hope, if Aidan is going to kiss Whitney, that it is a chaste sort of kiss as this sign is at the local middle school where the students are 12-14 years old.
We couldn't just go back inside after our walk--it was too beautiful. So Brandt and Blythe went into the backyard to play in the sandbox. Yes, the sand is mushy enough to scoop. Brandt proceeded to make cold mud soup in his restaurant. Stop by for a bite. You simply must try it! It's cold, it's muddy, and it's soupy with snow. Who could resist such a temptation?
And in case you were worried, Brandt did wash his hands before beginning his food preparations.
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