February has been more challenging than usual. I always think of it as the longest month. It's a transition month and those are bad. We're getting tired of winter, spring is too far away, autumn is a pale memory, and it's day after day of crappy weather.
I don't mind the cold. I don't mind the snow. Ice, though -- Father Weather and Mother Nature can just shove that you-know-where. One day last week we had rain, wee tiny snowballs, sleet, snow, more wee snowball things, then sleet again. It was like a weather machine gone bonkers.
But, again: perspective. I am warm, I am dry, I have ample firewood and wine, my electricity is on and I have food in the fridge. Life. Is. Good.