Musings . . .
In the upper Midwest, the month of February keeps us locked in Winter's grip. Cold and snow is often interrupted by brief hints of the coming spring and occasional thaws. Cabin fever and seasonal affective disorder (SAD) also maintain their hold on the mind, but the gradually increasing daylight begins pushing back against these maladies much as the sun shortens the long nights by a few more minutes each day.
“Why, what's the matter, that you have such a February face, so full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?” William Shakespeare