Sometimes, it’s all about getting through February

As I was writing recently, Feb. 28 according to my calendar, it was the last day of winter.

I don’t like February. In fact, every year I try to invent a way to cut it from the calendar (apologies to my friends with February birthdays). Science says spring starts on March 21.  

Astronomers assign season-starting dates by dividing the Earth’s orbit around the sun into four equal segments. It’s a tidy little system contrived for our convenience, but it seems pretty arbitrary, so I figure what’s the . . .