A perfect storm of odd karma swallowed me up in February. I lost my way, I lost my voice and I was a bit quiet here at sew and sow life. I would like to leave the details behind, along with the February days crossed off my calendar. I know from reading some of my favorite blogs that I have not been alone in this February funk.
Today is an extra day, and with snow falling gently here in Connecticut, it feels like a gift. Batman is in Mexico on business, so Henry and I are hunkered in. It feels like a good day to dust myself off, take a few deep breaths and turn toward a new month and a fresh outlook.
Leap with me?