January – that’s my birth month, beginning of a new year, and the middle of winter. In my opinion, it’s the best time to go outside.
Hardly any other people out.
The annoying sound of nearby traffic is dulled down to a soft murmur.
Lights refract off of a fresh blanket of snow.
It’s peaceful – mother nature is taking her long awaited slumber, and is warmed and comforted by the insulation of the snow.
Animals leave behind footprints, and you can track them if you’re quick enough.
The sting of the dry cold is a vast comparison to the warmth of being inside.
The whole world seems to withdrawal from the outer world and it’s wonderful.
What are your thoughts on the matter?