I went out to Hayden Island, on the Columbia River, and it was still quite icy. But things are mostly melting in town. Mostly, but slowly. I had to shovel an area in front of the driveway so we could get back home. We live on a dead end, so we don’t get that much traffic. No real story, since we just went to the store and back, but one of our not-so-bright neighbors (who is a physician, after all) was standing in the middle of the street, staring at us instead of getting out of the way. She finally got the idea. Lots of people are walking in the street instead of on the shoveled sidewalk. I’m not quite sure why.

Oh, and my grandmother passed away yesterday. She was 98 1/2 years old. Sounds like I’m not going to get close to that age.