Ah, February

I am glad February is here. It's arrival means that January is over.

I celebrate my survival of January. It's no small task, what with its thirty-one days of winter. January is a long, cold, snow-filled month. Throw in the occasional ice storm, and most years January wins the dubious award of most wintry month.

Not that February isn't full of winter weather. It is. It's also the bridge month between January and March, the month shown on the calendar to hold the first day of spring.

February has many things going for it. For three of every four years, it is twenty-eight days long; I like a month that can be divided into an exact number of weeks. For the shortest month, there's a lot going on ~ the Super Bowl, Valentine's Day, Presidents' Day, the Academy Awards, and birthday celebrations.

When February arrives, I breathe a sigh of relief. The days are getting longer. While I am still knee-deep in snow, I can see the light change. I can feel my spirits lift.

Ah, February has arrived.