I don’t know where the rest of you live, but I’m in Upstate New York. And right now, it’s the dead of winter. February is a tough month in my neck of the woods. March is even tougher because it’s so damn long. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t mind winter. In fact, I think it’s beautiful. And the holiday season just isn’t the same to me without the clean, white gorgeousness of snow. But the holidays are two months past and I’m cold. And I’m tired of being cold.
Of course, I go through this every year. Those of you who live in the north, do you have the same issue? I don’t despise winter, but when I’m over it, I. Am. Over. It. Enough already. I want to wear a lighter shirt. I want to wear my hair loose without static cling making it stick to my face. I want to get a pedicure and have people actually see my toes. And I want my creative energy back.
I think the sun affects my creativity. I’m in a much better, much more creative state of mind when the sun is shining. I’m sure there is some scientific reasoning behind it, but all I know is, I write less during the winter (and that doesn’t even count the fact that I usually take the time between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Day off completely).That being said, there’s nothing more beautiful than a bright blue sky, shining sun, and snow-covered trees. Everything is so bright and clean, like the whole world just got a new coat of paint. Here’s a picture I took of my street last week, after a snowfall of nearly a foot. It was no fun to shovel/snow-blow/drive in, but it sure was beautiful to look at.
My dogs have their own takes on the winter. Finley’s got a really thick coat of fur, so he doesn’t get cold easily. He is not a fan of summer, but winter is his favorite. He’ll stay outside with me the entire time I’m shoveling or snow-blowing and just watch, sniff the air, let the snow coat him. He’s very sweet to watch.
Last year was our first winter with Duncan and we hardly got any snow, so this year has been like his first winter ever. And he loves the snow. He runs through it. He burrows in it trying to find the rabbits (or more accurately, the rabbit poop) that scavenge the birdseed in the yard. He loves to play ball in the snow. He’s really been entertaining.
How about you guys? Tell me what you love/hate about the winter season in the comments below.