Despite some of the country continuing to struggle with flooding and in some parts, evacuations from heavy rain, spring appears to be on the way.
The winter is a thief, it steals motivation from days which might otherwise have been filled with productivity and smiles. Winter days are shorter, darker and colder than most others and I find that by the end of Winter, I feel utterly spent and demoralised.
As a child I felt insensitive to the changes in the seasons, if I had to awaken for school during the week - then it didn’t particularly matter if it was warm or cold or if my surroundings were barren or green. Increasingly as I grow older I feel a deeper connection to the seasons and find particular joy in that first sight of new growth, the smell of pollenated air and the lighter mornings of Spring.
Sometimes I feel that I might just hibernate for the Winter, store up a big load of books to read and turn off my email for a few months and wait for this whole season to blow over.