It can be difficult to survive in this month. The outside otherness fails to tempt me from the heated pit that numbs my need. Excuses to stay put dance around and side-step obligation. Heat patches appliquéd onto aching muscles or the promise of bird/people/insect watching accompanied by a hot chai can sometimes do the trick. But the indoor innerness of my yearning for warmth and togetherness mostly wins the battle of February. Stay dry and snug. Even the ducks are all head-tucked-tails.