Here Comes The Sun

Oil on board
9x12  with balck floater frame.
 
 
I heard the birds chirping when I woke up this morning.
 
And the sun is coming up a few minutes earlier every day.
 
The Christmas lights came down last weekend and we walked the dog without his little coat.
 
I really never liked winter, other than the holiday season.
 
It's too cold and dark.
 
I like the sun and bright days.
 
But this year, I didn't mind being inside more. Hunkered down, if you will.
 
It gave me time to rest, create, and recharge.
 
Some seasons I've been completely off the grid to the outside world while processing grief. The winter after I lost my dad, I tore my meniscus, and was on the couch for 12 weeks.
 
I felt so bad about myself "sitting on the sidelines" and not "doing" more.
 
But sometimes just being is everything.
 
It's never the big actions that make the difference, but the tiny baby steps.
 
And those little steps add up to the real change.
 
The winter season is almost over.
 
And the clocks will spring ahead to give us more light.
 
"Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
And I say, it's alright"
 
Sometimes all I ever needed was a little more sun to make me feel hopeful at the end of a dark season.
 
 
 
Music reference: Here Comes the Sun, by The Beatles