the winter that wasn't
Saturday, January 12, 2013
This winter has been nothing short of strange. The weather is all wrong. We've only had about three snows; all of which took place over a few short weeks and were quickly erased by the sunny days that followed. And although it's been chilly the past couple days, it was only this past Wednesday that the air reeked of spring-smell so badly that I could have convinced myself it was April. The weather is only jumbling my already confused mind that can't stop thinking it's December.
However hard to remember, it is winter and not spring and the month is January and not December or April, and I have been indulging in my usual reading and writing. Winter is a time when I seem to read and write more. Since it's a sort of tradition I've brought upon myself to read The Giver (by Lois Lowry) at least once every year, I have been reading it for the third time. The first time I read it was December 2010/January 2011, so it's always a type of book I feel like reading in the winter. (Do you have a winter book?)
Today is a nice Saturday in January and I am very happy for it. I've been reading blogs and looking at photography (who is your favorite photographer?) and taking pictures all afternoon. It's been a much needed break from the usual schoolwork. (What do you do on saturdays?)
xo | Megan