Don't you find January always starts off kind of slow?
Our Christmas holiday always ends with both a bang and a whimper as all the kids and their friends and our relatives who have spent weeks on end crammed into our tiny house sharing meals and outdoor skating and games of President (although that's not what the kids called it) all leave to take up their lives again and then....suddenly the holiday really is over. Except for the decorations which have to be taken down, and the mess, which is everywhere.
I've stayed up way too late, eaten too many goodies, played too many games of Angry Birds. I'm in recovery mode. I am about to make chicken soup with egg noodles because my husband and I are fighting colds (although he is in worse shape than I am.) I have to make a big pot, because my son, his friends and my nephew are coming over to watch a hockey game. Hockey games trump colds. Maybe the festivities aren't quite over?
I prefer September for setting goals and I see that month as the real beginning of the year. Resolutions are not my thing and the short dark days in January are ones I just have to get through until the sun shows up again.
Let's start the year with a game of "what is this?"
It is, in fact, the window of our backyard shed.
My son put a paintball through it many years ago and we haven't gotten around to replacing the glass. I think the frost patterns look rather fetching.