The Big Thompson River, upstream from my bridge.
All of a sudden more of the month is behind us than ahead, and we're heading into the time to start seeds indoors, getting ready for summer.
This has been an eventful month for me, not in a good way, and I won't go into the details here. I could say I will be glad to see the end of February, but there is no promise that March will be any better, because our slogan around here is: "It's Always Something."
Seven days earlier that part of the river looked like this: