Cold Summers — 003

Here I am in the middle of a lukewarm Virginia winter thinking about summer. Seasons, as we know, come and go. I typically enjoy the present that each season gives, but some days are difficult than others. Weather brings its extremities. Dreaming and imagining are good medicine.

What I love most about the winter weather is it’s bareness and quiet, the snow (which hardly stays or barely arrives often here), and the darker days forcing us inside with regularity. I appreciate long coats, comfy turtle necks, boots, and a good scarf.

These things make the days pass quicker.

During the winter, I live and work with anticipation. The anticipation for what’s next, new, eventually, yes, a warmer June.

But for now, we’re wintering in preparation for what’s to come.

The world as I see it, and for many of us over almost three years now, has changed despise any attempt to keep it the “same” or “normal.” Though tragedy and loss prevails, I’m still asking this question, “How can I live now?” I wonder about so many things. I’m remaining hopeful.

During this winter, I’m committing to imaging a better tomorrow by creating it today.