Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Everything is covered in a thick blanket of snow. Icicles hang from every edge. I can't even remember what the sun looks like. It's impossible to not feel a little lethargic and sad. It's easy to dream of hot summer days when things will be much better... and fast forward five months and I will all be complaining that it's too hot. This is the thing with living in a place with four seasons. You must embrace each one.
I try to enjoy every icy snowflake that falls on my face, and the way I sink through the ground with each step. I'm working on my first quilt and drinking lots of hot cocoa. Before long I will be trading my mittens and scarves for skirts and sandels, but not yet, for now I will enjoy this season.