Winterness weighs heavy in these lengthening days of February.
I yawn through, cold and cloudy as the day, thinking about
hibernation. The groundhog says we are only six weeks away
from spring. But what does that rodent know about the desert?
Our cold nights may last into April though the days might grow
bright and warm. Now we sit in between snowstorms, one yesterday
and one on the way. That is our February. Winter may be cold or
slow to start and make us apprehensive but it will find us in
February looking at our seed catalogues. There will always be a
teasing “fool’s spring” when we have a few warm days laced together
— just enough for plants and sleepy animals to venture out of
their slumber only to be very rudely reminded of the slow departure
of winter.
The Home Place — 2023
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