On Saturday night, I went out to the garage, sat on my motorcycle and took a picture. The temperature hovered in a single digit. It’s hard to remain upbeat when you go outside and it hurts to breathe in. But… I’m trying.
We’re officially in the middle of February. By the time this work week is over, we’ll be closer to March than January and thereby just that much closer to spring.
I remember last year somewhere around this time my friend Rosie saying to take a closer look at the trees – the buds for their leaves were already there. At first I thought, no way, it’s too early! But sure enough, they are there just waiting to bust out some leafy moves. It won’t be long.
Just gotta hang on a little longer.