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Sun 3 Feb, 2008 08:47 pm
I don't care what T.S. Eliot said!
Here is a snippet of a poem by Triny Finlay called "Of February":
And February is always
the shortest kid in the class,
pale, ready for a fight
Calls you an a$$hole like he means it, like it's your first name
but copies your spelling homework
Yep, that's February alright.
(Can you tell I'm tired of boots, and snow, and sneezing?)
It was 72 and sunny here today, and a couple dozen of my daffodils are in full bloom.
hehehe.
We haven't had a great deal of winter in Houston. I was sweating today.
It gets pretty cold here in Santa Barbara. Sometimes you need a sweater ; )
Yesterday I clipped
Forsythia to force bright
Blooms. The sap is rising.
gonna walk down to the woods and look over the sugar maples. I wish I knew how to make maple syrup without boiling a big pot of sap all day
Farmerman--
At least you have a big metal kettle instead of making do with steam and birchbark.
Hey! Don't insult my birth-month!
Quincy wrote:Hey! Don't insult my birth-month!
Happy Birthday Quincy! (I take it you're not buried under a foot of snow!)
Thanks Tai Chi, but all the way down here it's the middle of summer- perfect beach weather
Quincy wrote:Hey! Don't insult my birth-month!
Me too. We have loads of snow, but we can take comfort in the fact that it should be all gone within 3 or 4 months.
It is always warm on Valentines Day. [size=7]My birthday [/size]
The azaleas are in bloom. Winter is busted. I wish it would snow.
February is definitely the cruelest month. I lost my dear father on the 8th of February this year. Never liked February. I guess now I never will.
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