Tuesday, February 14, 2012
A Midwinter Pause For Pink Hearts And Cheesecake
Valentine's Day is not a grand, elaborate venture in our home, but there's a rhythm, regardless, that we've developed over the years. We usually spend a few days getting the home tidied and I bake a cake (this year I made a New York-style cheesecake with a shortbread crust). Alex is at home and makes us a brunch, and we exchange cards, sometimes homemade, sometimes not, and we have something sweet for the kids, too. And we always have flowers of some sort on the table. We talk about how a month from now will be Olivia's birthday (her fifteenth!), followed by Easter on the vernal equinox. We have known since Imbolc (Feb 2), that spring is stirring, beneath the soil, on tree tips with fattening buds, and soon, the sap will be flowing.
Valentine's Day this year, felt like a pause, full of pretty pink things and sweetness, during what has a been a somewhat worrying and anxious winter. Sometimes life is like that. Sometimes there's stuff and sometimes it's not even our stuff, but it's stuff that pokes holes in our days, that drains us of energy, nonetheless. As for my absence from this space, know that I simply needed to devote time and thought to well, other stuff, for a bit.
As I look to getting back into the blogging swing as winter enters its final weeks, I'll start by sharing a bit of our Valentine's Day with you. And Dear Reader, thank you for understanding.
Posted by Amy Bradstreet at 11:11 PM
Labels: deep thoughts, family, gratitude, love, traditions, wellness, winter
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I'm usually a bit of a lurker, but I wanted to wish you all the best as you take care of the things that require your attention. Take good care.ReplyDelete
I have missed your thoughtful posts but knew there must be something more important pulling you in another direction. I hope as Spring comes calling, your worries are, like seeds in the earth, pushed upwards and outwards.
I always love reading your blog. You're so creative from me in different ways. I like that I can live that way vicariously through reading your writing and looking at your pictures!ReplyDelete
Thank you all, so much! It means a lot that you are still here, reading and your supportive words help, believe me. Slowly, I feel myself returning to this space. Love, AmyReplyDelete