I have made an executive decision in my world that February is uniformly the most depressing effing month of the year, every year. There's Valentine's Day to remind all single folks we have nobody; the month my friend was mrdrd; my friend reminded me today that February was when our mutual friend lost her second-born to cancer two years ago; it's always bleak, cold, wet and shivery. Februarys can 💋my 🤬.
I saw the very first dogwood blooms today, and they made me so happy. I'm a very depressed person but it's usually the littlest things that cheer me right up. Welcome, lovely March, and bring on the SPRING! 👒🐣🌱🌷