February is 25% over. Hallelujah! The end is near. Even with that pesky leap day, March is in view, dimmly...on the horizon, but there it is. I can take almost anything from here on until we reach the promised land: crocus, jonquil, and my fav, lilac time. Cabin fever? Maybe, but a mild case and on a decrease in proportion to the increase of daily SUNSHINE. I don't hate winter, but I don't love it any more. Not since I was a wee bairn and regularly refused the (third or fourth) parental call to GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW! ignoring the fact that everything I wore was cracking stiff with ice & snow.
And before you admonish me, I do subscribe to taking one day at a time (no other choice, really); living and appreciating the present moment (some moments more than others); and giving thanks for each new day ('25% over' is a definitely giving thanks). Yes, yes, I do believe in all that but would find it so much more easy to believe if I were currently on Maui.
namaste
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