Little Wiarton Willie dug his way up and out of his burrow yesterday, only to discover that his shadow was nowhere to be found.
He didn’t quite know what to think as the people kept shouting ‘hooray, hooray, only six weeks til spring.’ Willie scurrying, quickly ran deep into his burrow and fell fast asleep.
So folks, get out your seed catalogs and dust off those trays. If there was ever a good time to grow your own food, I think it’s today.
It’s time to think Canadian and protect what is ours. Check all your labels. Every country is fine except the greedy nation south of us whose goods we’ll decline.
So shop carefully spending the extra time, support your nieghbours and prehaps even pickle.
Groovy Tales of a Well Adult 