Ah, February, with all your indecisive ice and snow! If it weren’t for that teasing little warm front tucked between those overcast skies and all that freezing rain, I think I’d find a den and hibernate until you go! Nothing like a little mud thrown in, to break up your predominantly sullen palette.
This month is an overgrown-beard, on the long face of winter. Gray, and unkempt. Many will leave for warmer climates and trim a week or two off either side. But those of us who stay will have to persevere with patience, and perhaps an extra dose of Vitamin D.
