February is the longest, [the most] horribly longest month of the year for me.

August has that effect on my husband.  But not me. Mine is February.

But—- the big winter birds—the Sandhill Cranes and

And the Canada Geese flocking on the farm come to my help.

Watching them fly overhead

(There are snow geese with these Canada Geese)

Lift my heart, my mind, and my soul high with them!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm

Linda