Alley treasure on a pre-dawn walk with the dog.
It’s not hard to go for a pre-dawn walk these days, what with the sun rising around 8:40. I’m thankful for the photographer’s eye that I am developing, as these chilly moments of windchill warnings and snow crunching underfoot are now enlivened by a process of falling in love with the blue light.
I realized yesterday that I am getting the winter blues. I’ve been a little sad and a little listless and a little drained. Thank goodness I caught it early. I’ve adjusted my schedule to sit in front of the full-spectrum lamp for 40 minutes instead of 30 and should see a difference within a few days. In the meantime, I’ll keep focusing on treasuring the small delights around me and on maintaining healthy eating and my fitness. If you get the blues, I recommend looking into light therapy. I used to feel like there was a summer Sarah that I put away with the sundresses. Now I’m the same year round. What liberation. To have energy and optimism even in the greyest, snowiest winters is pure joy.