I love spring.
I know this is supposed to be a post about winter, but how can I write about winter when I love spring?
But would I love spring the same way without winter?
Would the blooming and the color and the late spring rains feel inviting or just too much without the barrenness of winter cold?
I am not sure.
So I invite the winter in.
I try my best to embrace it, even if that means sitting inside with a blanket and hot
tea coffee after bundling up my wild children to hopefully burn all the energy outside. That bundling can be hard work and a mama has to recoup energy somewhere.
But, this mid-january is also the down side of winter.
The snow loses its charm. Layers become burdensome more than cozy.
Christmas is over.
New years is done.
I start wishing for better weather to run in.
And I start looking forward to warm weather and bright sunny days.
Because there is a certain hope in this winter.
These are the long days when we begin in dark and end in dark, but daylight hours are getting longer. The very gradual shift to spring has begun already, but it is still winter in full force.
In a pause of icicles, or maybe just frozen grass, the world stops to consider where it’s going.
Winter slows me down, too, and I dream new things for life.
Maybe it’s because I’m bored or maybe it’s that hidden rhythm of growth in winter.
The silent still pause that rejuvenates the ground for life.
Open still space to reflect.
Sometimes I wish for a place that is always spring with a touch of summer, but I know winter has its place.
Winter makes me glad for spring. The life and color of spring contrasts with the stillness and monochrome of winter. It gives the heat of summer a beautiful balance. It gives fall an intensity that would be lacking without the coming winter.
It makes me appreciate being able to send the kids outside without 10 minutes of prep. No shoes? who cares!
It reminds me to be thankful, to look ahead, and to notice those small things that make my heart happy: fuzzy blankets, crocheting crazy cute kid hats, leggings under jeans, hot beverages, icicles, frost patterns, longer daylight by minutes, learning new things, teaching my kids new games (dominos and Uno!), reading many books, and going places with people or inviting people in because inside is a good choice when it’s 14 out.
It forces me to pause a minute, somehow, and consider the where and how of my life.
Maybe at some point I’ll find some winter activity I just love, but for now I’ll just drink my coffee and think about things.
A dreamy winter.
With much stuck inside with wild toddlers.
So maybe it’s actually a screamy, dreamy winter.
Where does winter find you these days?
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