Winter is slowly creeping up on us. We had our first snowfall this weekend, and although it was not signifigant, it was a clear reminder that the colder weather is inevitable.
Don’t get me wrong… I love the snow and cold weather. I love tobogganing and snowball fights. I love ice skating and building snowmen. I love the incredible silence in the morning after snow has blanketed the streets.
But, being out on Sunday made me see it all a little differently.
After walking through snow covered paths, and seeing nothing but the dull grey and brown palette of winter, I am longing for the spring. I miss the smattering of bright colours and feeling of rebirth. I miss the unexplainable antipation in the air, and the smell of the wet soil. I miss seeing the first flowers pop out of the ground, and wondering when the next ones will push through next. I miss feeling the air get warmer, as the days grow longer.
Oh, I miss the spring!
I will accept the snow and cold, along with shortened days. I will watch the chickadees play, while scraping the frost from my car windows. I will trek across the ice covered paths, and build snow forts with my kids.
I will do it, because in a few days things are going to start turning around again. The days will once again get longer, and spring will slowly creep back .
The texture used in the above picture was by the amazing Kim Klassen.