Forget that stupid groundhog. Amy visits her favorite hollowed-out tree in the Fens and finds the real proof that spring is coming - a mother gray squirrel protecting her new brood:
... I think that curious look on her face, along with the throaty chirping noise she kept making, is the cute-furry-animal equivalent of waving a shotgun around and screaming, "Get off my damn lawn!"
Will, meanwhile, sees evidence of spring at MIT:
I saw several groups of daffodils along a south-facing wall at MIT that had sprouted to about seven inches last week. These were naturalized bulbs, not seasonal plantings. ... Some time in the next couple of weeks the "Infinite Corridor" at MIT, a quarter mile long hallway that runs through the heart of the main complex of buildings, will be lined with people for the moment when the setting sun shines through the great window wall at the west end and fills the entire corridor with golden light. ...
Oh, yeah, and has everybody run out to the stores yet for milk and bread for tonight?
