Eight years ago today my brother and I were walking in Snowdonia with two friends. It was a freezing day, a complete white out on the highest point in Wales. As we were about to leave the summit of Snowdon, my brother collapsed with a heart attack. It was cold and lonely and he died that day on the "misty mountain".

Lounging on a quiet park bench…

A day in my life. A way to continue to share my life with my mother. Continued from Feb 11, 2011.

Writing #3.

A poem for the second month.

February will fly in no time. This is just a small talk about being ready to meet the challenges.

A short verse about this dreary month.

A short poem about the month of February.

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I wrote this for a woman in my life, Whom never really knew I existed but still I am fighting for her love.

The snow is abundant in February. It is an invitation to ski. February is plenty of water.