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February 23, 2013 / Rae Spencer


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February’s annual malaise has set in. My mood reflects the sky’s gray clouds. My joints ache, brittle with frost. Each morning is more reluctant than the last, and each evening more welcome.

My instinct is to hide from February. To find a dry den, line it with blankets, and retreat into sleep’s warm sanctuary.

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But then, when I woke to the storm-scented gusts of spring, I would regret my weeks of sleep. I would wonder what I had missed, while hibernating…

Merganser Feb 22

Squirrel Feb 22

Unknown Bird Feb 22

Mallards Feb 22


  1. Random Acts of Writing / Feb 25 2013 9:45 AM

    February always feels like a transition time for me – I wish for a few more weeks of winter’s quiet, but I am hopeful for the joy of spring.

  2. bardessdmdenton / Feb 26 2013 11:47 PM

    I thought I heard myself speaking, Rae … but, of course, it was your lyrical and warmly reflective voice! So lovely … I shared on FB, XO

  3. bardessdmdenton / Feb 26 2013 11:48 PM

    Oh – how could I not mention – the photographs are stunning!

  4. lynnwyvill / Feb 27 2013 5:57 PM

    Love the photos! I feel the same way about February!

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