Are you triskaidekaphobic? From the ancient Greek, the word means fear of the number 13. Humans are a superstitious bunch, and builders omit "unlucky" 13th floors in buildings, hotel rooms and ship cabins.
We're almost on the downward slope of January. We should never wish our days away, but YEA! February is deep winter in most parts of the country, but here in western Washington it's our transition month, with noticeably more daylight and bulbs popping up.
In a few weeks, the early bloomers like camellias brighten up the streets and carpet the sidewalk as the flowers drop off in the rain. It seems like the other day when Nova and Maya were babies and entranced with all that color on the ground. Compared to the Methow Valley, Seattle looks like the garden of Eden in February.
No surprise, another rainy day with endless moisture streaming up from California. The yard feels like walking around on a sopping wet sponge. We're going downtown for a mid-day Symphony concert with the senior crowd. A nice program of Hayden, Mozart and Beethoven.
Have a good weekend.
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