I #LoveMnWinter! Today, I love the dark.
By Carolyn Szczepanski
I’ve always been an early riser.
I love the way the world feels at 5 a.m., still slumbering but with the undercurrent of dreams conjuring the hopeful trajectory of what the day will bring.
In winter, those pre-dawn hours feel all the more magical with the bright outline of snow edging the dark buildings, the tiny footprints of rabbits criss-crossing the yard, the soft crunch of powder and ice under my boots, the delicate strength of tree branches crackling against the sky like metallic lace, and the ritual of bundling up to meet nature at her most pointed.
But most of all I love turning on my blinky lights and gliding out into the empty streets like a tiny human shooting star, pedaling into the still unknown with endless possibility.
Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and sign up to share a post in 2018 here. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.