martylayne.com

There is something in the look of a January sky in the late afternoon that makes me feel renewed and excited by possibilities.  I don’t know where that feeling comes from exactly.  Perhaps it is the colors of the winter sky – sometimes a light blue, sometimes a dark gray and sometimes just sun sparkling through clouds with hints of pink.

When I lived in colder climate places like Nova Scotia and Alberta, January meant many more days of cold and snow.  In Victoria, BC where I’ve lived for the last 27 years, January means that my snowdrops are blooming and the birds are chirping everywhere.   But the January skies were similar no matter where I lived.  There must be something about the color of them and the increasingly long days that energizes me and gives me renewed hope.

The skeletal forms of the deciduous trees in winter remind me to take a look at the bare bones of my life. The winter skies and increasing length of each day energize me to look at the structure of my everyday activities, the structure of my internal workings.   I can’t imagine living where I wouldn’t have this seasonal reminder.