Today, February 28th, marks my emotional end of winter. Sure March and even April can be misery to the extreme but for now, I'm rejoicing in rain. Real, proper, flood your house when you leave the windows open even in February rain. Yes, I do. (Heating be damned.)
Winter has been treating me better than even my seasonal affective disorder could have hoped for. Begonia's bloomed and I've been downing 3 shot lattes twice daily thanks to theee most useful christmas present ever gifted by a human. A week ago a surprise heart appeared in my morning foam. A sign? I'll take it.