The Winter blah's

This morning I was once again reminded of how nasty Mother Nature can be.  The wind was blowing, the snow was falling (or should I say flying?) and there I was outside with my daughter and my dog. The windchill was -25°C and as we stood there waiting for the school bus I was thinking about how much I hated February. It is the shortest month, yet it always seems to be the longest.  The winter blahs have set in. I need some flower therapy.

There! That helps a little. I think...