by Alison Janssen
I don't know about you guys, but I am just about done with winter. I'm getting the gray-sky-wet-cold-air-slippy-sidewalks-no-flowers blues. I realize I live in Wisconsin and so should be used to this by now, but every year at the end of February it just ... gets ... hard ... to ... get ... motivated.
Which is totally not an attitude I need right now, what with a million editorial projects (yay!) and a three-months-away wedding to plan (double yay! p.s. you guys, I finally booked a photographer and our invites are almost done. LOOK WE ARE MAKING SUCH PROGRESS!).
My best friend has started a dedicated and ambitious plan to get the fiance and I to move to Seattle, and she's certainly got a nice climate going for her out there (not to mention the local bookstores, which she sends me photos of daily). However, it's so hilly on the northern west coast! Hills everywhere! Big ones! I love the flat land all around me here in the middle of the west, it's comforting.
And though this time of year can seem to drag on and endlessly on, it is good soup weather. And I do love a good soup. (Or stew.) And I like reading on the couch with a warm blanket when it's cold and wintry-mixing outside, so that's a plus for February, too. And I just got a new yellow teapot (which we probably use more for hot chocolate than for tea, come to think of it).
So I guess the end of February isn't all bad. But I am looking forward to spring -- I mean, obvs, the wedding -- and the sun and the flower buds and the reading out on the back porch and lemonade ...
What's your favorite season? Or your favorite cure for the winter blahs?
