Hello, February!

February Hello

Afternoon in February

The day is ending,

The night is descending;

The marsh is frozen,

The river dead.

Through clouds like ashes

The red sun flashes

On village windows

That glimmer red.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It’s nearly over and I don’t think that February and I have even been properly introduced yet. *sigh*


I began February with this online art class by Carla Sonheim. It’s been seventeen years since I’ve dabbled in anything artistic besides writing and I’ve been feeling the urge to re-acquaint myself with that part of me that has been dormant for way too many years; decades really.


The second weekend of this month found us at the Monster Jam at Anaheim Stadium with our youngest grandsons, Joshua & Elijah, both 7-years-old. What a couple of lovebugs they are! I must admit…


that watching BIG trucks with BIG tires roll and run over each other LoUdLy is actually amazing to witness. And imagine our surprise when we found out that the Scooby-Doo truck was driven by a GIRL!

Birthday 70 cake

Mid-month found us celebrating our brother-in-law, Dave’s, 70th birthday. 70. S-e-v-e-n-t-y. That’s a gulp-full to chew on and swallow — especially when you stop and ponder on the fact that my own mother is 76.  It’s delightful to watch our peers, our generation, to grow gracefully and also somberly mind-boggling to realize that we are skipping walking plodding down the same path, “Inch by inch. Step by step.” I once thought it silly when one of my sisters-in-law mentioned how she didn’t like being 60-years-old. And yet, in less than a month I will be turning 58. Fifty-EIGHT! Why, that’s only TWO (2) years away from 60. And 60 is only 10 years away from 70. Which is only 6 years away from the age my mother is now! All of a sudden, even a decade is not looking so very long in connection with Time. I-am-growing-towards-and-into-my-mother. What a sobering thought that is! *double-dog-dare-you sigh*

Oh, I know there are those who will say, “But consider the alternative.” Yeah, well, I have and I know! But, still, 6-0 is coming and with it comes the reality that there are far more years behind it than in front of it –> and I’ve SO much MORE that I want to DO! It’s at these times that I hold onto Psalm 90:12, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Yup, Wisdom and Grace, don’t grow old without them.


Midweek, Ernie took a night off from supervising the swing-shift and we had ourselves a DATE! Our Mz. Liz purchased tickets for us to see THE WIZARD OF OZ at the theatre where she works. Every job has its perks and she was able to get us some great seats for a discounted price. Orchestra seats — right smack in the center of the theatre — Score! Ernie talked about our, “Great SEATS!,” all night long. We were especially smitten with the actor, Jamie McKnight, who played the Scarecrow. So fun to watch! During intermission we decided to indulge and order the specialty drinks at the bar: Emerald City {Midori, Rum & Pineapple Juice} and Ruby Slipper {Grey Goose, Chambord & Cranberry Juice}. YUM!

Scarecrow Jamie McKnight


Today we are headed to our youngest grandchild’s Monster High birthday party. Scarlett {#12} turns 5 today! FIVE — there are certainly a lot more years in front of THAT number!

And with that, February is nearly ready to exit the room. “Excuse me, I don’t think we’ve formally met one another. My name is Robin.”

Blessing, dear readers!


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