I can really feel the days drawing in, the nights long and icy. My fingers are perpetually cold and all I want to do nest and hibernate. I can feel myself snuggling down in other ways too, I don't want to go out so much, I am on the inside looking out and enjoying this contemplative time of year. Everything is slower too... the sun is watery through the clouds and I am spending far too much time just watching the rays come through the window. I love the lull of winter, that dark, grey blanket of wet cold and the cold sliver of moon that cuts through the clouds. It will be over too soon, the sun will strengthen and the world will wake up