Seems that we're right between the seasons; a sort of solstice of solstices. In many ancient cultures Feb.1 was a time of celebration that had to do with the ending of winter and promise of the coming spring. The Romans and Celts recognized this time of year as the start of spring; celebrating the days getting longer, the sheep lambing in the fields and the grass starting to grow. Apparently, legend held that if the weather was bad at this time, then spring would be here soon and if the day was fair, we'd be in for a long winter (the logic here?). I think the eternal optomists would like to think of being closer to spring than winter at this point; at least I certainly do.
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