Winter

I love the winter months. I have done for as long as I remember and wouldn't change it for the world. Give me the rain, the storms and the cold weather any day over the summer months. For me summer is a 6 letter curse word and winter is pure bliss.


I don’t mind the cold mornings where all that I want to do is stay snuggled in my nice warm bed instead of getting up and doing the responsible adult thing and go to work. I don’t mind having to wear multiple layers of clothes in order to stay warm. It doesn't bother me that I look huge in so many layers. For some reason I can always find a way to stay warm and comfortable in winter. There are only so many things that you can shed in summer to try and get cool before you become indecent!


I don’t mind the wet weather, in fact I love dancing in the rain. No winter seems complete if I haven’t gotten absolutely drowned in the rain at least once and have been forced home to get a nice hot shower. Now don’t forget puddles of water and gumboots. While I haven’t had gumboots for a while, I am seriously thinking about getting a set this year. Why should kids be the only ones able to dance in the rain and jump in puddles?


I don't mind a good storm as it is good for the soul, or at least my soul. It is more than just rain, it is the thunder and lightning that make it like an emotional symphony. Add in a little wind and it becomes perfect. Sure the destruction that it can cause isn't the best, and often we can end up hurt, but it is cathartic too. If you listen to relaxation music you will know that a good portion of it is nature’s music and storms feature heavily in it. So the up and down feel of a storm is like the ebb and flow of life. It just seems to go together and for me it feels peaceful, even while it is destructive.


So every year I count down the summer months just so that we can get closer to the winter ones. For those are the months that I love the most. We may not get snow or below freezing temperatures, but what we do get is enough to keep me happy.