Winter Blues
Lately . . .
We’ve been inside a lot these last few weeks due to frigid temperatures. Too much togetherness. Not enough movement. Finally warming up today with ice melting. I can hear the water trickle like an open faucet as ice melts off the roof and makes its way down the gutter spouts.
Some people use this fallow time to plan spring gardens.
But, we’ve been making our way through home improvement projects. After 40 years in this house, the kitchen needs a tune-up. New lighting. Soapstone countertop. Finally a deeper sink. Cabinets to be painted. We cook almost every meal at home and spend a lot of time in our kitchen so this seems like a good investment. And it is.
But I also realize that a beautiful house, even one with all the bells and whistles, won’t create a life that is good and plenty. That kind of work comes from within, and I’m doing that, too.