Our Wisconsin's winter reluctantly is going away. Not fast enough for me. So I am going to hop on the Amtrak, and go to Austin, to " wear the shorts and listen to the chirping birds" as Irene was tantalizing me in her e-mail from her new home there. She says the redbuds are blooming, and she even saw bluebonnets yesterday. Of course, it would be great to embrace her and Michael, when they will come to pick me up.