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Winter will never ever end.

on February 5, 2009

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At least, that’s the way I’m feeling at the moment.

I used to love this season. Love bundling up, love walking through knee deep snow, tobogganing, the bitter sweetness of the cold on your cheeks. How your nose hairs freeze up when you take a deep breath… ah yes. The joys of the season.

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Now winter seems to encompass searching for lost wee mittens. Trying to find the other winter boot. Wrestling into or out of damp snow pants. Piles of stuff in front of the woodstove. Taking half an hour to get ready to go anywhere.

And yet… winter is also snuggling on the couch with a good book. Making a bed in front of the woodstove to listen to Adventures in Odyssey.

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Learning how to fingerknit and making so many scarves that your poor mother doesn’t know what to do with them all.

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Reading about Bee-bo’s in a book about belly buttons.

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Eating bananas with your sister.

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Having a wee nappa on the couch when you’re not feeling well.

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You know, I’ve been thinking about this a lot while being cooped up in the house for what seems like the past year. I tend to love the beginning of each season. The joy that comes with those first hot days of summer, leaves turning and falling in autumn, the first snowfall that sticks, the new green leaves of spring.

I think that the Lord gave us here in the great white north winter for a reason. It’s one step further to resting on Sundays. It’s resting for a season. Yes, it’s still busy, yes there is still work, but there is also a slowness, an ease to the day. Whether it’s -20 and sunny, or if it’s 0 degrees and snowing, there’s something beautiful about each day.

There’s also something beautiful about knowing that this too will pass. This season of cold and mess and lost mittens, it will soon be moving into the next thing. It will be moving to mud and rubber boots, green things growing and that lush haze of aliveness rolling over the earth. Always moving, always turning on. Making it so important to live in the moment, to appreciate each moment as it comes. To cherish it.

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To laugh when the solution to no matching mittens is to wear two different ones. To say, “it’s okay, Momma, my hands are still warm!” Making sure to get out to knit night and have a good gab with friends. Taking joy from shoveling. Reveling in the strength that the Lord gave you.

While it will end, eventually, I will be sad to see winter go. Mostly.


2 responses to “Winter will never ever end.

  1. mommyknows says:

    This winter has been the toughest in many years for me. It’s the first one where I’ve spent it pretty much entirely in hibernation.

    Love all the photos!

  2. Cyn says:

    are you at least having fun in the snow?

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