I often feel that February is the longest month. I realize that in terms of actual days, it takes up the smallest space on the calendar. However, February is the last full month of winter. For those of us who live in the land of seasons, it can be dark, cold, wet, and downright gloomy. The seasonal cheer of Christmas is far behind us. Valentines day is done. The season of Lent is upon us, so for Christians, this is a time of sacrifice and reflection. The days can drag on. It is around this time every year that I feel the itch of spring. The Earth is feeling it as well. Our bulbs are inching their way to the surface. The leaves are making their final free-falls from some of our trees in an effort to make space for new buds and leaves. The stores are filling with Easter baskets, pastel dresses, and (heaven forbid!) bathing suits. We have days where the temperature barely pushes 45 degrees. On other days, we are...
My periodic musings on life.