My Dad was born and raised “North of the Checkerboard” (aka: Wiarton, Ontario) and today, my parents live on the outskirts of the town. Although I find Wiarton very picturesque with historic charm and surrounded by beautiful Georgain Bay, the townsfolk are a little too “obsessed” with a particular rodent. Yes, Wiarton Willie is cute enough ( as Groundhogs go) but for a little critter who often brings such dismal news about the upcoming weather, Wiarton residents always seem forgive and forget.
In a few short hours, thousands will wait with hope and anticipation as Willie emerges from his slumber, to predict when spring is due to arrive. I sure hope he delivers good news. It’s been a long winter!