"February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer."
To brighten the gray days of February, I hung my valentine windsock on the front of the house ~ bright pink and red hearts and long streamers that blow softly in the cold wind.
February is such a dreary month ~ dead of winter..... so cold. I'm always happy when March rolls around and there is some hope of spring. And speaking of spring, this past weekend we enjoyed some warm temps around 70 degrees on Sunday. I spent the whole day outside puttering in the garden. True bliss.
Below is a photo of Otis that I captured of the morning sun, shining through the window and casting a pretty shadow on him while he napped.
Otis and Riley both, have been following the sun around the house looking for warm spots. They were basking in the warmth of the fireplace this morning.....and so was I.
Only 27 more days left of February. I guess that's not so bad.