When it’s not raining this is what late winter looks like here. It also looks like loads of coffee and tea while I do that woman thing of trying to do to much. This is particular to this season though. As I have progressed with living a really intentional life, I have fallen much more in the rhythms of the seasons.
Winter finds me snuggled down in a cozy chair with a books and journals. As the world spins towards spring the energy shifts and everything is waking up. I think of myself more like a circus performer balancing on a ball, balancing a bunch of stuff on my nose and head and juggling.
Work is intense this time of year for me and the garden needs all the attention of a newborn. Longer days stretch in front of me with the promise of you can do it all just have one more cup of tea.