There it is ... ooh, it's gone! Yep, there was a momentary flash of sunshine, a high point of my day. Winter here in Kentucky has been long and tiring, but maybe spring is actually on the way.

I did a little yard clean-up over the weekend and, as always, someone I know drove by the house, honked and yelled my name. She had to yell because, as always I had my butt up in the air as I yanked weeds from the flowerbed. And those who know me will agree that the rear view is not my  best side.

My mother is notorious for taking pictures of us in the least flattering poses possbile. I fully expect that when I die, the photo with my obituary will be of me at a birthday party, frosting in my hair, shoving a bite of cake in my mouth.

Worst of all, I also expect everyone who knew me to say, "Yep, looks just like her!"