Lately, though, I've been pushing back against my impatience for spring and warmth and light. Mostly because I don't have a choice! Winter is not yet over. Getting frustrated about winter weather in winter is a waste of energy. We are not good at savoring times of rest as a culture. Our collective groan at this last stretch of winter is proof.
I'm trying to breathe slowly. Lower my weather expectations. Savor this season of soups and sweaters as it stretches out a few more weeks. I'm trying to admire the shades of brown and silhouetted trees. There is a beauty in it. So, join me in resting, waiting, looking for the beauty--austere, though it may be.
Here's what I found today in my yard:




Wishing you joy and contentment today.