So it’s April already.
First quarter of the year gone.
The days are noticeably shorter and the mornings are chilly. I guess I have to finally accept that summer is over and winter is just around the corner.
Soon I’ll be lugging wood in for the fire and trying to get the kids to close the doors and keep the warm air in. Soon my dining room ceiling will be decorated with drying clothes hanging above the fire. Soon the chilly mornings will become frosty and I’m really not going to want to get out of bed for the school run. Soon it will be time to sew new wheat bags and hunt for them each night before I tuck everyone into bed.
I don’t like the winter much.
I try each year to find something wonderful about the cold weather, something to look forward to and rejoice in, but often the whole coldness thing just gets me down.
Maybe this year will be different?
This year we will see the arrival of our second winter child.
Muski will turn three and #4 will be born all in the short, dark, days of winter.
This winter will be about a new baby wrapped in blankets, wearing cute and cozy hats. It will about a ‘big boy’ getting a new bike for his birthday. It will be celebrations and reflections.
This winter I will make time for joyful inside things.
Sewing and drawing and hot chocolate.
It will still be cold and dreary and damp and cold (did I mention that already?) but there will be moments of sunshine….
I will make sure there are moments of sunshine.
How do you find sunshine in the middle of winter?