Another February lies before us, preparing to stretch and unfold gently in the night hours…
Welcome February…the shortest month, rich with reds and pinks, rose petals and white lace with strawberry dipped chocolates…midnight wine goblets in heated restaurants…murmured chatter as we glance out the frosted glass.
Knowing, feeling that despite the most bitter of March gusts around time’s corner, February is winter’s farewell tip of the hat, the ice-wink…and the grand Cupid exit…
690 Saint Paul 