If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
~Percy Bysshe Shelley
When we arrived here in Kentucky, we were warned that it was going to be a bad winter. Apparently it had something to do with the large number of caterpillars. Coming from an area that always has cold and snowy winters, we were sure that we would be able to handle anything Kentucky decided to dish out.
We had no idea what we were in for.
Today is the official first day of winter. The shortest day of the year. It has not snowed yet and I can count on one hand how many times the temperature has dipped below freezing. I have yet to put on anything warmer than a sweatshirt, five-fingers are still my shoes of choice. I am forced to wear capris on a daily basis. My neglected snow boots are collecting dust in the basement while my winter coat hangs untouched in the back of the closet.
This is, by far, the worse winter we have ever had to endure.
And I love it.
And yes, I am aware that I just jinxed it.
Tomorrow will be the worst snow storm in Kentucky’s history…
Happy winter everyone! Longer days are on their way, and my heart is smiling.
PS – I love Kentucky!
Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She
withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and
stronger. She calls her family together within her inmost home to prepare them
for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth. ~Hugh Macmillan,
“Rejuvenescence,” The Ministry of Nature, 1871
When I look out the window this morning, summer is the last thing that comes to mind. The sky is grey. It’s cold. Raining. Gloomy.
I am a lover of summer. I crave the heat. The feel of the warm sun on my face. Rob says I am solar-powered. I think perhaps he is right.
So here we are. The official beginning of summer. The longest day of the year. And it feels as though fall has arrived. Fall. At the end of June.
Luckily it is supposed to warm up starting tomorrow. Hopefully the sunshine will come back out to play. I miss him terribly. The warm season seems too short around here as it is, but I guess sometimes cold’s grip is just a little too strong.
I think I will spend the first day of summer curled up on the couch, buried under a warm blanket, good book in hand, hot cup of cocoa within arms reach.
Welcome summer. I have been waiting for you…
I try not to whine too much about the weather since there is really nothing I can do about it, but I must say that the last couple of months have been downright cold. If it hasn’t been in the single or negative digits, then the wind has been so strong that it has felt as though it were just as cold.
Not today. Today I felt the spring in the air. The sky was clear, the sun warm, the wind relatively calm. It was glorious. It was the kind of day necessary to remind you of what is to come. The mid-winter warmth that helps you make it through the next couple of months.
We headed down to the park to soak up some sunshine. Lots of other people had the same idea. I suppose that when the warm days of mid-winter finally arrive, you better take advantage of them.
It was hard to see the sun go down on our beautiful day. The wind had picked up toward the end and I was afraid it was going to blow the cold back in. Not yet, I silently begged, please, not yet.
The weather report confirmed that I have no idea what will happen with the weather. It is showing temperatures in the 40’s all week. I think one day we might even hit 50! So, it is nearing the end of January and we have a week of warm weather ahead of us. It looks like we just might survive this winter after all.
“Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.”
~Anne Morrow Lindbergh
It is no secret that winter and I have never quite gotten along. I just don’t understand it. Is it really necessary for ice to build up on the inside of the windows? Or for the sidewalks to get so slippery that you have to skate down them? Or for your fingers to stick to the door knob simply because they were a tiny bit damp from being washed? I sure don’t think so.
So I decided to price out airline tickets for a family of five to Hawaii. Las Vegas. Mexico. Anywhere with temperatures above freezing. Unfortunately, they were all a little bit (okay, a lot) out of our price range, so I had to come up with another plan. We are limited this time of year, so I decided on the only other thing that makes sense.
Hibernation. We can curl up into our warm and cozy beds in late fall, just before the temperatures get unbearably cold, then we will climb back out in early spring, just in time to watch the flowers bloom. It sounds like such a grand plan that I feel a little silly for not thinking of it sooner. I had thought that it might be a little too late to get started this year, but perhaps I was mistaken…