This is out our window in early March of last year, so, not February…but you get the idea
Early February is a funny time of year. By funny, of course, I mean tricky and a little difficult.
There’s a slowness, a buckle-down sort of feeling to February. The feeling even runs in to March, although by then everyone’s feeling antsy for spring and warm weather…though even that won’t really roll in until late April or May.
February, though, you simply have to trudge through. Sure there’s time and relative quiet to take advantage of, but there’s also just an undeniable feeling to the time of year – like it’s willfully trying to stop your momentum, to cut you off at the knees. It’s like you can hear the voice over your shoulder saying, “Oh, were you going to be ambitious and try to finish that project? I’ll show you!”
We’re trying our best to counteract that malaise, see around February to the warm months that will follow…the ones when we can leave the house and just be outside, not hurriedly making our way to another indoor stop.
It’s not easy, nor does motivation seem to come from anywhere but deep within ourselves, but we’re going to do our best with what we have and see whether we can get some traction under our tires. We’ll see if we can get our new ideas moving down the road without too much slipping around on the ice, without running in to too many obstacles, or careening headlong, off-road, in to ditches when we hit those inevitable patches of black ice.
This time of year feels like you have to reach way down to your internal clock winder in the pit of your stomach and crank that dial around and around and around all month so you’ll have just enough energy stored to run for the rest of the year at your usual speed.
Focus. Reset. Start somewhere.
“February” by Jack Collom
