Here we are in February! How quickly the time flies as we age. The days have been busy and full lately. The weekends have evaporated with my birthday the last weekend in January and the Super Bowl this past weekend. Charles and I have been getting in some walking outside, which is a pleasant change from being inside so much during our recent nasty weather. Last weekend we hit practice shots at the driving range. Our annual Sweetheart Golf Tournament is upon us. I pray that it won't be as cold and miserable as last year. I was an icile when we finished playing the required 18 holes. I, who am usually so able to share, have avoided writing my feelings recently. I'm not sure of the reasons. I do know that they are connected with deep feelings. I've had some unusual dreams lately, and have been talking in my sleep. Soon March will be here. It will be a year since my mother's death. How can the time have slipped so quickly by?

Pictured above is Kiwi, our first little parrotlet girl, that we had for one month before she flew into a window and broke her neck.