This is leap year so it has 29 days, instead of the usual 28 which normal leap years have. That gives me only 24 hours to show improvement before we enter the muddy month of March.
Are you with me yet? All that business about the Julian and Gregorian calendars is confusing to say the least, so I'm gonna go with the calendar I got at the butcher shop.
Somewhere along the line people who studied that sort of thing added or subtracted a day or two to make the year come out even, but I don't think they've got it right yet.
They should add a couple of days to May which in South Dakota would make more sense. Farmers would like those extra days in the sunshine.
The old Romans had it right (they had a calendar, too) when they declared that our months of December and January as winter time with a monthless period. That made februm (as they called it) the last month of their calendar year.
It stayed that way until about 450 B.C., give or take a few years, when December was created. Then February became the second month of the year, and it has stayed that way since then.
I didn't mean for this column to be so bogged down with facts which you don't give two whoops about, but it just worked out that way when I started writing.
I just wanted to say February is a harbinger of spring. The seed catalogs are starting to come by mail, and robins are not far behind. But if this sub-zero weather continues, we're in for a much longer winter, just as the groundhog predicted. Early day Britishers can forget about their Solmoneth which means "mud month," but the Findlanders can celebrate the month of the pearl when the snow melts on the trees, only to freeze again like so many jewels.
Me? I'll just wait until the crocuses bloom. Then I'll know that this winter is over!
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Hooray! I don't have Parkinson's disease after all.
A Sioux Falls neurologist says I have a Parkinson's look-alike, which could mean "Multiple System Atrophy," or "Progressive Supernuclear Palsy," or "Olivopontocerebellar Degeneration."
Shucks. Parkinson's was easier to say and I could spell it.
Maybe that's why I don't have tremors and can still write. How long this Parkinson's look-alike symptoms will last – or get worse – God only knows. And he ain't tellin'.
© 2008 Robert F. Karolevitz