Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Afternoon in February:
“The day is ending, the night is descending; the marsh is frozen, the river dead.
Through clouds like ashes, the red sun flashes, on village windows that glimmer red.”
February is sometimes described as a bridge between January and March, a month that connects winter to spring. Some days are wet, some dry, most are cold, while others tantalise us with weak sunshine and a sign of spring to come. Continue reading