Sunday Letter friends~
Holy-moly! Welcoming February feels like a major accomplishment, like we scaled the highest, most difficult month of the year, which was icy and treacherous at times and definitely teeth-chattering cold, and now we can almost see clear through to spring. Oh, I’m sure winter will have plenty more to say about the matter, but a few days of false spring has me pretending the season is behind us.
Yes, I’m fickle when it comes to winter. The first beautiful snowfall is thrilling to me. The second one too. But after a string of cold, gray days, I have to dig a little deeper to appreciate the beauty. It’s the blue sky I crave most.
Seems to me the Christmas season should extend through January 31, and February 1 should mark the beginning of the new year. Mid-January is when we need tinsel and twinkle lights the most.
