The melt is real, real ugly that is.Still, the idea that spring is coming and the winter is over is attractive. It was about 0C when we shopped.Look, I know we talk a lot about the potholes, but fuck, I mean, there are potholes that you’d have to get Evel Knievel to build you a ramp to negotiate. That, as an aside, is likely the most poorly constructed sentence I’ve ever written.The term is almost over, thank whatever deity or non deity you wish.In a couple of weeks I’m off to Florida and just before that Isa will be on her way to Halifax.