Is it my imagination or just wishful thinking? To me it feels as though winter’s grip is loosening just the tiniest bit. Well, after tonight, anyway.
Even on a cold day now, the sun is warmer. When I can stand in the afternoon sun someplace out of the wind, a day can feel almost balmy. It’s a welcome improvement.
I look forward to resuming my walks in the woods, preferably without the ever-present Yak-trax. Or even, just walking anywhere without Yak-trax. Those things are wonderful but I still can’t walk fast enough to work up a sweat or get my heart rate up. It feels like a long time since I’ve done that, and I’m about half afraid it will be like starting over again. I look forward to the activity, though.
I’m also looking forward to having a cleaner cabin. Since sometime in January, every weekend has brought snow, and my major activity this winter has been snow shoveling, not housecleaning. Truthfully, I don’t much like housecleaning, in general. My opinion is that I won’t go to my grave wishing I’d kept a cleaner house. But I wouldn’t mind spending one weekend catching up on my cleaning. That’s not unreasonable.