Here it comes, the last month of winter.

Not gonna lie, I didn’t have any idea what I want to do with February’s bullet journal theme. I always did something pinky, because it’s Valentine’s Season, plus we have two other love holidays in Armenia, so I considered February as the month romantic month. However this year I wanted to do sth different, though not sure what.

This year we’re lucky with some proper snow. It snowed for almost a week and even though it’s already slowly melting, the world still is covered with the white and pure blanket. So, the weather definitely played its role to the mood of this page. I printed a small photo with a view to a winter forest, and I think this part of the page is my favorite.

And of course, since winter is the best time for hygge atmosphere, I made sure to add some stickers in this style. I had some hot beverages, pastries, books that make the layout cozier. And some of the stickers and the paper I used still had some dusty pink tones, so it’s kind of a tribute to Valentine’s as well.

To be honest, I don’t really like how this page turned out. I mean, it’s fine, but it definitely won’t be among my most favorite pages, just because I couldn’t get oriented in what I want this layout to be like, couldn’t find a single theme and style, but that’s okay. It still turned out quite alright, and I enjoyed making it.

• “Though it was the end of February, the day was a lazy sort of cold. The sun slipped through the cloud in bursts, reminding the landscape that it was still there, prodding snow piles to relax into puddles and stirring sleeping seeds under the ground.” (Erica Robuck)
• “The snow melted around the school as February arrived, to be replaced by cold, dreary wetness. Purplish-grey clouds hung low over the castle and a constant fall of chilly rain made the lawns slippery and muddy.” (J.K. Rowling)
• “February, a form
  Pale-vestured, wildly fair,—
  One of the North Wind’s daughters,
  With icicles in her hair.” (Edgar Fawcett)
• “When February sun shines cold
  There comes a day when in the air
  The wings of winter slow unfold
  And show the golden summer there.” (Philip Henry Savage)
• “On the wind in February
  Snowflakes float still,
  Half inclined to turn to rain,
  Nipping, dripping, chill.” (Christina Georgina Rossetti)