Farewell February ’14
Dear February, you have left us battered, bruised and plum tuckered out. You have exhausted everything — patience, perseverance and the wood pile. And you, Mr. Old Man Winter? I’ve definitely lost that lovin’ feeling for you. You’re oh, so fickle. Today you tease us with brilliant sunshine and the sight of bare earth and frozen, yellowed grass. We yearn to run into the bright light and soak up your rays … except it’s so freaking frigid and blustery and cold.
The most recent alert says, “A significant early March snowfall is in store for the weekend. Prolonged periods of heavy snow will enter the region Saturday night through Monday night as several storm systems affect the area.”
Bring it, Miss March. Come stomping in like a lion, we can take it. Better now than later! And we’ll expect you to gracefully make your exit like a little lamb. Deal?!
We stewed a bit … and talked about coming home to go to school. We gazed into an Ohio winter and got our grill on while the snowflakes were flying. It was a short month with a long story. I’m looking forward to the weekend and baking my way to pleasing the household cookie monsters.
Happy weekend, friends!