Don't hate me.
I love winter.
I love the cold air, seeing big fat snowflake drift down silently, bundling up, burrowing under the covers, drinking warm beverages, and eating hearty breakfasts.
Homemade chai and waffles anyone? They don't sound nearly as good in July.
I love that it gets dark early in the evenings, and it's perfect for cozying up to read a book, watching a movie, or just sharing conversation.
Now that the end of winter is in sight, I am waking up from my snuggly sweet potato slumber. I crave more movement each day. After a lovely winter weekend away from it all, I am ready for my internal spring.
I want to do ALL KINDS OF NEW THINGS. Like take yoga teacher training, just because, and go swimming and walking and ride my bike and get up early and practice centering prayer.