It is eight in the morning on the last day of February.
The sky is clear and the harbour is calm.
It is minus twelve outside but there’s wood in the stove.
The sun is getting higher and warming the house.
The girls have got over their flu and Kelly’s tulips are opening.
There’s still snow for skiing.
But the flower garden kilim gives a nice hint of seasons that could be just around the corner. Tomorrow a new month marches in.
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