For one brief second this past weekend, I believed that spring was truly on its way. Well, I suppose it actually is on its way, but it is just taking its own sweet time in arriving up here in the nordic lands. Perhaps it’s the same for you, fellow North American friends, wherever you are…
Though there is snow on the ground, I can feel it in the air. Spring. It is not here yet, nor will it be soon, but it is as if I can feel the earth waking up. Stretching. Beginning to make small movements. The transition is most definitely underway. For me, my energy has been..
i woke this morning before 6. just before my alarm went off. as i pried open my eyes + snuggled down under the covers to stay warm, i slowly prepared myself for one of my favorite mornings all year long. the dark, mysterious, silent morning of the winter solstice. i crawled out of bed..