If I promise a brilliant March, a month full of insightful, splendid, voluminous words and images, will you forive me as I phase out of February meekly, spiritedlessly?
Statement of the day: I so appreciate the thermometer inching up beyond freezing. It did not go by unnoticed. Movements in fine directions are always welcome.
Is there a photo for today? Of course. A new visitor on my eating table: