Seasonal living.

Friday, January 3, 2025

It’s wintertime.

Granted, it’s wintertime in Mississippi, which means it might be 75 degrees and 90% humidity, or it might be 17 degrees. Every day is an adventure!

But it’s winter, and the days are short, and the nights are long. For my European ancestors, it would have been a total game changer. Food could run out, you might freeze. But here in Central MS in 2025, it’s just inconvenient.

But my body knows, somehow. Knows that this is a time for slowing down. Knows this is a time to stockpile calories. Knows this is a time to rest, to crave sleep more.

I’m going to try to live more seasonally in 2025. I don’t really know what that means, exactly. But it’s obvious to me that there is something baked into my genes that wants to act differently in the spring than it does in the summer, that treats winter different than fall.

I think I want to explore what that would look like this year.