One more cold grey January day, and I sat at my desk feeling isolated and Covid weary. "My goal for the week is unadulterated positivity", I wrote. A worthy endeavor indeed, but alas, I wrote that in a Monday Love Note almost exactly one year ago today. Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.
Posts tagged: winter
If we lived in a world where you could simply close your eyes, make a wish, and watch it come true, I would rent this pink castle in Scotland and invite all my girlfriends for a Galentines girls getaway weekend. Good thing it has a lot of bedrooms.
Barring any unforeseen hitches, my husband and and I are off to Utah for the first time skiing in two years. I'll be the one spending a lot of time having lattes in the morning and sunning myself in the afternoon. Good thing I've just started my 30 days of yoga, or I'd be seriously worried about hurting something.
In the quiet of last week, I tucked into my favorite chair by the fire, and enjoyed some me time reading Willow Crossley's "The Wild Journal: A Year of Nurturing Yourself Through Nature". This line resonated: "Have you ever had an incredibly stressful day but found that simply by going outside and encountering nature - in whatever form you find it - you feel a bit happier, calmer and reconnected?"