February is nothing exciting here in the Midwest.

As a matter of fact, February makes me restless.

Thankfully we have had a mild winter - with some sun even.

But there is something about February that makes you wish you could move the month along faster than what it wants to go.

There is some anxiousness that resides in February, telling us that all the pieces for the rest of the year will fall together soon.

 

 

 

February is the elderly person that should have their license taken away.  And they happen to be coasting down the road in front of you the day you are running late for work.

February is the person at the grocery store that stands in the middle of the aisle with their cart contemplating the difference between non-fat, low fat, fat free potato chips...while on their cell phone.

February is the train going through New Haven that suddenly slows to a stop, while you have cars in front and behind you, and then starts to slowly retreat the way it came...only to stop again.

I'm longing for the days filled with bike rides, open windows, and baseball/softball games filling our week.

 

 

 

I'm usually not a fan of trying to make time go by faster, but when it's February I am itching to cross the days off the calendar.

And for now....Thank goodness it's Friday!