"Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white;
And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still;
No sign of spring, save that the catkins fill,
And willow stems grow daily red and bright.
These are days when ancients held a rite
Of expiation for the old year's ill,
And prayer to purify the new year's will."
Helen Hunt Jackson, A Calendar of Sonnet's: February
Don't forget to check the calendar(s) for session times. Sessions are held on different platforms, so be sure to find out where the session will take place:-
In the UK, there is a trend to shave off your eyebrows. Now I know what you're thinking, but it's a bit of a craze, and what's really funny is that people then pencil them back on. (I would like to point out that whilst I do pluck my eyebrows I have never shaved them. I did take a pair of scissors to them once, but that's a different story. You can ask me in TGIF one day.)