Is it almost Spring yet?
I have a hankering for flowering baby buds and warm window panes and
I'm tired of fending off colds that are coming for me left, front and back!
This morning I scooped up my book, pens and writing paper and escaped to the coziness of the coffee shop for a few hours of reading and writing therapy.
Works a charm on me every time.
My soul is craving some good outdoors time, but for now the snow and the frost have me running for cover every time I venture out of the apartment.
I have to remind myself the deeper we move in to February the closer we inch toward Spring and warm air and good changes.
When I think back to Spring last year, when I was home at my parents house in Ireland, taking long walks every day, spotting wild horses in the fields and taking photos of old churches, I realize now just how happy a time that was for me.
As much as there is a hermit in me (incidentally, The Hermit was one of the first cards I pulled at my Tarot reading) who loves the hibernation involved in Winter, there is another part of me that loves the freedom and call of the outdoors that Spring offers.
I hope that Old Man Winter is being sweet to you, he is a charming old wizard after all...but I am ready for a little bit of change ^^