I’ve noticed a bit of a change in North Dakota the past couple days.
We are through the holidays and on to the new year. We have taken the time to celebrate and rejoice. We took down our holiday decorations and braced ourselves for bone chilling cold of deep winter.
We watched the temperatures drop. Not just to 0 or even -11. But to -27.
When the wind blew it felt like -55 in our backyard.
Yes, that is cold. Bitter cold. But are North Dakotan’s bitter? Not at all. If anything, I get a sense of optimism as I connect with people.
They know there is peace and they know there is hope. I am beginning to think this has something to do about how we manage to survive such harsh winters.
It gets cold. We wear layers. We invest in good socks.
We find ways to enjoy the winter. We bird watch. We ice fish. We take photographs.
We build our networks. We strengthen our relationships. We spend time with the ones we love.
We find excuses to stay inside. We find good reasons to turn on the oven.
We cook. We create. We read. We plan.
I am really beginning to enjoy the peaceful renewal winter brings.
We embrace it because we know it won’t last forever.
We let ourselves soften.
We look to our dreams.
We appreciate the moments we have.
We look toward the light of warmer days.
One day, spring will bloom again. We will plant the garden again. And it will grow.
In other news, it is -18 degrees. Outside my window a confused chickadee is singing its spring song.