Here February is always a dead month.
January, still recovering from the excesses of Christmas and the New Year.
March, the bulbs are up and buds are swelling and the days are noticeably longer.
February.
Hmmm.
Valentines and half term.
Joy, bliss.
Hardly inspiring.
BUT...
Sometimes you need the bad to make the good seem better.
Patience Anna, something you seem to lack in bucketfuls. Take each day as it comes.