In spite of the weather, the signs of spring's imminent arrival are starting to show. The big clue for me is not really the sound of birds, or tiny green buds on trees, or crocuses sprouting hopefully out of the snow.
No, for me the real sign is that for the past week my comb has handfuls (handsful?) of hair stuck in it...to go with the gobs of hair I'm shampooing down the drain in the shower. Mad thoughts of impending baldness ensue. After all, Grandma went bald in her old age....
Yep, spring is right around the corner.
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