December at this latitude is cold and dark, the days all start late and every glimpse of the fleeting sun is considered a minor miracle. The skies are grey and low, night comes quick and the northern wind sneaks a bit of it’s bitterness into everyone.
Outside our window we watch the snow fall and drift and swirl and we dream of heading south, but even a long drive in that direction still leaves us pretty far north.
The birds, like the rest of us, head into a little seasonal depression after the first honest cold snap. They hunker down in the spruce boughs, just as we curl up with the dogs in front of the great flickering game. All of us, content to choose warmth above all else.
But eventually we come to the realization that winter marches forward and we dig out our long johns, double up our socks, dose our vitamin D and get back to our daily lives.
The birds start moving around again and so do we.
2 thoughts on “Winter On”
Love the picture of the SMP! Winter opens up an entirely new world for dogs and the people who love to walk behind them. It is a season to be enjoyed up here in the North Country.
Beautiful picture of your new ‘pup’! And beautiful words to encourage us in this winter season! ❤️