I’m stealing a phrase from Nina at Ornamental — I’m taking in the bare bones of winter. The trees are naked, the skies are mostly overcast, the foliage is brown and beige. I walk the dog in solitude. It is cold and wet and muddy. Even though I’m not a huge fan of tea, I find myself making cups of it in the afternoon to warm myself and, if you can’t tell from this post or from my disappearance for a few days, I’m really tired. Just tired. It may be a consequence of my age or of the season but it is probably both.
I hesitate to wish the winter months away. They are precious days like any other. Perhaps I just wish for a full night’s sleep. When I get one I’ll let you know.
I’ve always thought that these next few weeks are the hardest part of winter. Try and get some sun, whenever it’s out.
Thank you, Katnip. I will hope for some sun tomorrow and will make sure I get outside.