If being over 50 is about anything, it’s about being comfortable with who you are with grace and ease. Therefore, as much as I would like to say that the sight of heavy snowfall has me bounding to the coat closet for my boots, hat and mittens, with an eagerness befitting an avid snowbunny, alas it would not be truthful. Rather, cold and snowy weather makes me want to burrow indoors, staying in my pj’s all day, and knitting. The pattern directions for projects abandoned during warmer weather require restudying; it takes a bit of time to get reacquainted. But as the inches of white stuff accumulate on my car and the sidewalk outdoors, I feel that I have all the time in the world! Winter is for knitting.
I hadn’t really noticed that there are no winter scenes in my Joy Cards until someone mentioned that they are all spring and summer photos. Not that I haven’t taken photos in the snow. But it’s during spring, summer and fall that I am more inclined to keep my camera with me.
For several years I took piano lessons, wondering if I would ever play a piece of music that sounded remotely as its composer intended. Hoping. But when I finally came to terms with the fact that I simply was not putting in the practice time to achieve the kind of music-making that made me happy, I gave notice to my patient and wise teacher. She said, “Not to worry – there are seasons for everything in life,” which seemed to leave the door open for my return, when the time might be better suited to regular study.
For now, it is the season of knitting and writing. … Who knows what spring may bring!