I had been doing the Journal 52 challenge, but when I got sick I just did not feel up to pulling out paints and getting all messy. Instead I worked on some needlefelting in short increments and watched old seasons of Revenge (have any of you seen that?):
(I will post some pictures of how it turned out next time.)
...and lately I have been wanting to sip hot mugs of tea with lemon:
Just regular ol' tea - nothing fancy.
I still have not put away the decorations and dishes from our Super Bowl gathering (of which I did not get to enjoy any of the goodies, but I was able to sip a glass of wine and be with some of my favorite people).
We have a birthday coming up in a week, so I might just leave them up and just remove the football related decorations.
I've spent lots of time these past weeks sleeping, reading, writing and doing lots and lots of thinking.
About goals and old souls/young souls. About forgiveness and baking bread. About wanting to wear my brand new hooping outfit but not feeling like doing anything but laying on the couch covered in kitties. About how different our life is now that the children are all grown. About how to needlefelt mice toes the best way and the meandering paths of my little mouse stories.
I do not like winter. I have tried to like it. I've tried to love the "coziness" of it, the slower rhythms. I DO love those things, but winter just makes me feel sad and longing for warmth and sunshine. The sun in winter just feels...thin. The colors are all silver, black and brown. Winter has it's own quiet beauty, I know. I try to love it, but I just don't.
I miss the varying shades of greens and purples and reds and pinks of summer. I miss the buttery yellow of summer sunlight. The dark, cool shadows under the hydrangea bush, the buzz of summer insects and frogs and toads singing love songs in the evenings.
I never, ever feel warm enough in winter.
I keep telling myself Spring is only 6 weeks away. The clocks will "spring" forward and there will be sunlight for just a little longer each day. I will be able to go out and turn the dirt in my garden and think about where I want to place my plants this year.
Here are some of the books I've devoured while laying around:
What have you been reading?
This is what I've been listening to:
So, do you like winter? What do you love about it, or is it hard for you as well?
Off to snuggle with some kitties!