We asked Piglet what she thinks of the idea.
She's tired of seeing icicles instead of butterflies.
and heading south to enjoy the sun, sand and warmth.
We'll see how we feel come spring, when the daffodils bloom and we shake our heads and say, "Now that really wasn't so bad, was it?"
If only my memory was as long as the winding, frozen ribbon of driveway that we keep clearing...