I can feel my skin start to warm up. The Winter Sun is far warmer than it should be this time of year. I know it’s a blessing. I’ll lie here in wait for it to rise over the tree tops.
Already the sky is starting to turn blue.
There are no clouds. There is no reason to be scared. The Wind gently stirs leaves just outside the window.
Spring is coming, but there is still some time till then. Not much at all. Soon.
It’s getting brighter and brighter but the Winter Sun has still not fully arrived. There is no doubt that he will arrive. The birds know and chirp with joy.
The Winter Sun is moving and will arrive soon.