Seriously though, I do find something endearing in the idea that a little creature would crawl out of its burrow and check the weather… if the sun is too bright, he goes back to bed, and if it is overcast and calm, he might venture out for a bite to eat. Maybe it is because this sounds like a hangover ritual I know… hmmm.
In any case, Punxsutawney Phil, the “official” groundhog of groundhog’s day, came out this morning and saw his shadow (or so he says). Below is a clip from the ceremonies.
Love, Respect, and Furry Little Groundhogs,