What happened to February?  If time were speeding up, would we know it?  Probably not.
I am certain that I will finish the third book in the Rialto series prior to June, but will that give me enough time to edit it properly?  Doubtful.  It seems like each day passes faster than the one before it.  At the rate this year is going when I wake up tomorrow it will be Christmas again.
Tonight at dinner Sarah exclaimed that she was suffering from a disease that caused her hands and feet to be ice cold.  I prescribed socks.

Colorado - Front Range and roiling clouds of fury.