Never listen to a ground hog.

Punxsutawney Phil predicted six more weeks of Winter and you know what? I really believed him. It's been a miserable Winter and I trusted that little rodent when he told us it would keep on being miserable for a month and a half longer.

But you know what? It feels like Spring around here. It's actually pretty warm, by Chicago standards anyway, and the birds are back singing their little hearts out.

The surest sign of Spring though, or at least a little Spring-like weather, is a girl on a swing without a coat.