February comes in cold and goes out colder.
It is the shortest month, and yet feels like the longest. Why is that?
There’s snow and more snow, sometimes a little bit each day. There’s also the thaw that lulls us into the deception that spring is coming. Spring is not coming! Not yet.
I’m finally used to using my calendar, my day planner without thinking twice about grabbing it.
Black history, Groundhog’s Day, Super Bowl, Valentine’s Day, Presidents’ Day.
There’s winter recess, Father-Daughter dances, crawling under cozy blankets with Netflix, marathoning those DVDs gotten for Christmas.
Hot tea, hot cocoa.
Chocolate chips and marshmallows.
Cookies and warm milk.
Stews, soups, and crock pots.