It's not that winter is so very long. The time goes quickly, but always weighs heavily on my spirit, so I am glad to see these harbingers of Spring and to listen to the birds sing their come hither songs.
A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period
When March is scarcely here.
It's not quite March, but close enough. One more week, and February will be behind us! Time to wake myself up and come out of my hibernation and start making plans. There are things to be done! Places to go! People to see! New directions, New beginnings.