January Hymn

Oh, January. We're here- at least those living in colder climes- braving through what I feel is the worst time of the year. The holidays are over, and in fact, there aren't many days off for a long, long time. It's cold. It's dark. Sigh... Calgon...

Damnit, I'm not gonna stew in it. Bite it, SAD. The days are getting longer-we have 30 more minutes of light today than we did last month already. There is the promise of fair weather to come. And tulips. Soon the kids will be running amok outdoors, catching fireflies, and swatting mosquitos.

Our fall was unusually long and warm, not really even getting cold until well into January. Now that we are entrenched in this cold month, there is a song I first heard last January that stuck with me all year. The band The Decemberists sing it, and I got to see them live last July, when winter did seem an ocean away.  I just like these lyrics, so enjoy a little tribute to this bitter cold month.

January Hymn

On a winter’s Sunday I go to clear away the snow, and green the ground below

April, all an ocean away. Is this the better way to spend the day
Keeping the winter at bay

How I lived a childhood in snow-and all my teens in tow-stuffed in strata of clothes...

Pale, the winter days after dark, wandering the gray memorial park.
A fleeting beating of hearts.

What were the words I meant to say before she left?
When I could see her breath lead where she was going to

Maybe I should just let it be. And maybe it will all come back to me
Sing oh January, oh.

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