On her blog, on February 1st, Anna blogged a poem about February. Fitting. I'll reply with one about winter, that fits February, and will particularly fit tomorrow when I am snowshoeing.
Go to the winter woods: listen there, look, watch, and
the dead months will give you a subtler secret than
any you have yet found in the forest.
- Fiona Macleod, Where the Forest Murmurs
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