by Bernadette A. Sahm

Some call it hibernating

I am calling it wintering

Short lazy dark days

Wondering and grasping that

Luxurious gray haze

Thick socks

Soft fuzzy tops

Turtlenecks and scarves

Velvet leggings

Long or short boots

Who gives a hoot

Hot coffee

Warm cackling fires

Long winter nights

I will not tire

Mile high bubble baths

Candles burning

Winter geese singing

It really is a thing

And it’s called wintering

We are wintering in winters wisdom

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