"In February, the gardener carries on with the jobs of January, especially in cultivating the weather. For you ought to know that February is a dangerous time, which threatens the gardener with black frosts, sun, damp, drought, and winds ; this shortest month, this addle-egg among the months, this aborted, leap and altogether unreliable month, excels them all with its wily tricks, therefore beware of it. During the day it wheedles out the buds out of the bushes, and at night it blisters them ; with one hand and it cajoles you, and with the other it makes you feel a fool. God only knows why in leap years one day is added, just to that wayward, catarrhal, sly, and stunted month ; in leap years one day should be added to the beautiful month of May, so that there there would be thirty-two, and all would be well. What have we gardeners done to deserve that?"
~ an extract from 'The Gardener's Year' - by Karel Čapek, 1890 - 1938.
At least we have snowdrops and other early flowers for some comfort and cheer this month. Much too wet to take any photographs this afternoon, so here's some snowdrops from last year's February garden.