No, I Will Not

     There's no way I'm trusting a prognosticating rodent's shadow-viewing for how much longer winter's got to run.

     Also, next Thursday's high temperature is predicted to be 58, so anything after that in the way of winter weather counts as a "freak snowstorm," in my opinion.  Winter will be out the door and the bolt shot behind it.  If it wants to act up, it'll have to sneak back in.

     (Pretty sure I saw Prognosticating Rodent open for Eric Clapton at Market Square Arena in the 1990s.)