The pasture is frozen and so are the windows on the north side of my house. I made the following comment on Buck’s blog:
Ah the Februarys of our lives – one of the things that made me crazy in NM. February would start having these really great days, and then BAM it would turn really cold and snow. The good news was that it helped the ski areas immensely because they quit making snow in the spring and needed these Feb and March snows to get to the end of the ski season. But for me, who was already tired of snow, Feb. was the doldrums. It made me feel like my life was on hold due to the cold. I don’t know why I didn’t feel that way about March – maybe because the spring snows were not so cold and made for great skiing. Here in OK it is August that makes me crazy when I am so tired of the heat.
That truly is how I feel about February, but not so much here in OK as I did in NM. I remember the first year that Toby lived in NM. When Feb rolled around we started having some nice springish days. He got excited that spring was finally there. I remember telling him to not get excited yet; that we would still have lots of winter. And I was right. Cold, dreary days in Feb had a terrible effect on me. I could hardly make decisions in Feb due to my lack of enthusiasm. March was not so bad with wonderful spring skiing. I think we could see the light at the end of the tunnel or the end of ski season, so March was better. April was a dead month in NM. Everyone in town took off to see family or go on vacations to someplace warm. May was the month to begin getting ready for the summer season – switching out the winter for the summer, cleaning out, ordering the new, etc. Life in Red River was lived around the seasons and tourist industry. People worked hard through the ski seasons and summer seasons. They had to get it while the getting was good, and there is not much time for family and friends. But there are those months of down-time – I loved those times - very peaceful, quiet times in the fall and spring - with good friends.
Today is a sweatpants day – one where you might as well wear sweatpants and curl up with a good book. There is no point in getting dressed to go out. Outside is miserable, but it does not bother me like the Februarys of NM. It will be a good day to get some things done here at home and spend time with Jesse – Yes, she is stuck at home with us old fogies. She is matting a picture – which reminds me that I need to do some matting also. Springtime is just around the corner. I can handle this February of my life.