Oooh, that's a beautiful mask. I confess that it's not in my preferred colors (I like bluer, darker greens) but I think it's exquisitely done, so perfectly spring. I could use spring right now. I love February, with its flurry of birthday gatherings and, in the past, Scottish gatherings (we used to go to an early February/late January Robert Burns dinner and, later in February, a celiegh (I can't remember how that's spelled) and it's such a short month that it just flies by. March is the month I hate, because it's still snow, bound, alternating with icy slush, and it's grey and windy and cold and it feels like spring will never come.

But I'm awfully tired of winter by now.