Mild though it may be, it’s still Winter and the February front porch is stark for the season. The snowman flag has come down, because I’ll not encourage any more nonsense on that front. Snow clearing supplies remain at the ready because I may be hopeful that snow is over for the season but I’m not stupid.
The table has a blue cloth and basket full of pinecones because pinecones always look like Winter to me.
There’s a polka dot-ribboned heart wreath on the door.
The cafe lights remain. Though the days are getting longer, the wrestling season means that we are still prone to getting home after dark. The lights welcome us home and that’s most happy.