The world is shivering. The world is confused. But the world, in all its whacked-out, wobbly, willy-nilly weakness, is also trying to hug us really tight.
Did you notice that we totally skipped our monthly Epilogues post for March? No? Me neither, apparently.
This, my dears, was no ordinary February. This was the big one.
Whereas: January has ended. Whereas: February is a mini-month, even when it leaps. Resolved: Winter is on the run.