Growing up in Louisiana I never experienced real winter. Sure we had those few days in December when the temperatures dipped into the twenties, but mostly the old joke is true. In Louisiana there are only two seasons: Christmas and Hot.
Now, after five years in Minnesota, I’ve come to appreciate winter. Those first few cold days are head-clearing. As I settle down for my long winter nap, I appreciate the slow down from the mad-dash of summer. It’s a time to reflect, to create, to nurture ideas. It’s also a time to dip into the stockpile of warm summer days and cool fall evenings I stored away for when the cruelest months roll around.
So find a fire, find a good book or a good friend and enjoy this simpler, slower time of year.