Time Marches On

Steve vacuuming up paint chips 

        What happened to February?
         One day it was January and the next thing I know, it's March.
          But March knows how to get your attention. You know what they say: In like a lion, out like a lamb. Of course, in the Keys, even a lion is a pussy cat. We're having a cold wave, which looks worse on the weather map than it feels, at least so far. It's about 70 and cloudy. Cool enough to wear long pants and long sleeved shirts. Not quite sweatshirt weather, but it will be tonight.
          I know this sounds like a mild complaint to those of you in northern climes where the cold front is bringing yet another snow storm. The problem with my new life...spending almost 4 months in Florida each year ... is that I forget that winter exists elsewhere. It's so easy to forget.
          We took advantage of today's chilly weather to finish scraping the fence. We are calling it the Tom Sawyer project. The place where we are staying is immaculate except for a peeling fence, so Steve and I decided to scrape and paint the front portion, sort of a thank you gift to the owners. Steve is nice that way. I also gathered up palm fronds today for tomorrow's pick up of yard waste.
           Feels like fall in Michigan.