winter white, window light
.
Fighting February, this month of grey and hibernation.
Cocooning. Books and blazing fires, comfort food and cozy nights.
It’s a cycle that circles and holds me in its pattern
and I come to understand that I am the weaver,
this tapestry is never finished,
there is always dark then light,
black then white,
then color, color, color.
Acceptance.
.
I fill the days with tasks and time
and the nights
with dreaming.
.
In the mornings, my hands are always empty.
.
.
.
Comments
Mmmmmm. I feel my shoulders relax while reading this.
Posted by: Elizabeth | February 10th, 2014 11:56
I was going back through my blog deleting some old posts the other day and I realized that there’s a pattern. January and February always leave me feeling down in the dumps, uninspired and cold. Longing for sunshine.
Posted by: Kathryn Dyche Dechairo | February 10th, 2014 17:33
What a beautiful way to fill your days and nights. Just lovely ~
Posted by: K.Young | February 10th, 2014 19:12
gray days, a complete lack of light.
Posted by: margie | February 11th, 2014 16:12
oh my goodness, you have an absolutely beautiful blog! Your writing and your photos are stunning.
I’m wishing for the light and warmth to come. I’m definitely not my best in these cold gray months.
Wishing you brighter days. ♥
Posted by: Sarah | February 11th, 2014 16:24
Exquisite, tender, balance as we bide our time through winter.
Posted by: Laura Hegfield | February 11th, 2014 18:04