*February Manifesto: Day Two can be found here and Day Three is right here while Day Four is
here. Day Five? That's right
here
I'm just going to come right out and say it: February is not my favorite month to live in northern Michigan. We often talk about the joys of cold weather here and the frolicking and fun of our respective slice of winter wonderland-- and I get that, I really do.
But this month. This month seems to bring out the wonderlust. This month seems to bring out the cranky fair weather northerner that looks outside and says "ugh. snow. again." This month-- the shortest of the year-- seems to drag on and on and on for me.
Last year, I celebrated the birth of our third child, Elizabeth. I spent February in the sheer bliss of newborn abyss, and before I knew it, well, spring had sprung...and I found myself waxing poetic about my dust-covered cross country skis. And this year-- this gloriously real winterish year-- I've loved every second of the snowy season. Yet I still found myself perched against the couch today in that familiar February funk.
...As in googling "cheap flights" and momentairly imagining throwing my children onto an airplane and not getting off until we were somewhere warm and "all inclusive." **Note-- this shows the depth of my stir-craziness-- I have not, nor likely ever will, embark on a vacation that includes that phrase.
So sitting here tonight, reading my
"Buddhism for Mothers" book, I'm realizing the best way to beat the blues (in addition, of course, to amping up my vitamin D intake) is not to run away from the great white north. No, instead, I am going to spend this week embracing it. A manifesto, of sorts, proclaiming all the things I love most about northern Michigan in February. Come back everyday and see something new-- who knows-- we may be able to swap inspirations. Here goes...
February Policy #1
Build a Snowman
Because there is something fantastic about watching your child build a person. Even if it is a snow person.
And because you can forget you aren't a child and start shaping that little man too (especially when your kid becomes far more interested in eating snow than making anything).
A set task like a snowman forces you to slow down. To watch little hands carefully packing and patting and sweeping at the snow. To notice how the cold blue sky seems so far away, and yet, so tied to your little boy's eyes.
And then, there is the adding of face and arms and stocking cap, until the moment when someone yells "he's done!" and the name game begins...
Yup. A Henry. We definitely made a Henry, who, as good luck should have it, happened to be the second cousin of Henry the talking gnome that lives in our garden and also in Max's toy box. The best thing about a snowman?
Just look at the face of the kiddo beside him.
*February Manifesto: Day Two can be found here and Day Three is right here while Day Four is
here and Day Five is
here
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