The rest of the world may well be finished with Valentine’s Day, but clearly I’m not. And since it’s still February and I’ve declared it heart month I have no qualms about sharing another vintage image – this time of Cupid.
Today I read a line from a poem and I laughed out loud and thought how perfect. Yesterday I had been commiserating with friends that I had experienced a rather disconcerting bout of anxiety; I was feeling fed up with winter and another round of snow and frigid frigid temps; and I wasn’t making what I thought was adequate progress on my to-do list. I wanted to take my grumpy self off to hibernate, if not in a cave until Spring, at least under layers of comforters and quilts.
And then today Margaret Atwood came to my rescue and made me realize what exactly was going on.
“February, month of despair,
with a skewered heart in the centre.”
Yep. I think she called it.
Ha, good one. I, too, while trying my best to make it all the way through SOULSPACE, have often opted lately for a snuggle under my ginormous crochet blankie, while sitting in front of the fire watching AS TIME GOES BY with Judi Dench. The crochet blankie is a work in progress, so while I am snuggled under it, I am still working on it unloading some of my yarn stash making it bigger and bigger. The below zero temps are invigorating, for sure, but ENOUGH ALREADY! THINKING SPRING…aloha Friend.
Oh I love cosy-ing under your work-in-progress – how fun. I’m imagining you crocheting and crocheting yourself into a big cocoon until Spring finally breaks. Keep warm!
Yep, that’s Atwood – clear and firm, almost harsh. The cupid is lovely, thank you for sharing.
Yes, she’s very much to the point isn’t she? 🙂
Oh! That’s why… 😉
LOL – indeed.
I’m so ready for Spring now
This has been a good month to go to work, which has adequate heating. (It helps that I’m also necessary for the moment and appreciated.)
At home, not so much fun. And of course, Valentine’s Day is always difficult.
Yay to being appreciated and feel-good working conditions.