Wintering seems to be the new word for hibernation. I quite like it. It gives us permission to slumber a while longer, restore our energy, and awake at our own pace, when we feel ready. A slower paced January is nothing new; it can be a bleak month, but I love it. There are no expectations upon us. We tend to wait it out until February, and then we're not far away from March. Before you know it, it's Spring and then the promise of some warmth and summer flowers to follow.