Blue White Blues

The view from my patio door about an hour ago. There's a deep, still, bleak, and chilly beauty in the fading light of a January afternoon. Kind of how I feel inside today. Though the increasing minutes of light each day help take the chill off. Got them one week into the new year blues, baby, nothing seems to change unless you look backward. Yet underneath that blanket of snow lie hibernating ferns and sleeping perennial flowers. The evergreen reminds us that winter's cold clutch will eventually fall away and release us into the warm embrace of spring. Better days.