As a lover of gloom and grey skies, I kind of hate to admit this, but … it DOES feel super good to wake up to sunshine.
It’s easier to get up, and more fun to *go*. Like this morning: I actually felt primed to do housework right out of the gate (plus it’s easier & more effective when you can actually *see* what you’re cleaning up).
At fifty-one years of age and having lived in the Puget Sound area all of those years, I continue to be grateful and surprised at how the changing of seasons and shifts of light always seem to come when at the right time. Maybe that sounds dumb (and dangerous when many of those weather changes have *not* actually been happening as they normally and naturally did in the past), but for me, I might say I’m not ready for more sun yet, still enjoying being able to sleep in darkness and wake to soft fog colors, but the truth is IT’S TIME. WE NEED IT. It feels *good* and invigorating to bathe in bright skies in January.
Next week is lunar new year, kicking off Spring Festival for many people in the world. While I’ve grown to see January-into-February as the absolute armpit of depressing winter, when you really can’t take any more of it and are vitamin D deprived, there really is so much springtime brewing. Sweet pea seeds to be planted, bulbs popping out … days getting longer. It’s still cozy winter, but you can see and feel and experience the promise of it not lasting forever.
Here in the Pacific Northwest (and other places with noticeable seasonal shifts) many of us tout having four distinctly different seasons as one of our favorite things about where we live. It’s good to remember it is not just the climate, weather, and temperature changes that we see and feel changing four times a year, but the actual amount and angles of LIGHT, changing every single day.
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