Interlude

Interlude

In my work world, January and February feel like an interlude, a quiet reprieve between busy seasons. Last year’s work season ended with the holidays. The next one won’t truly begin until spring. This in-between time is a kind of pleasant purgatory.

I’m working right now, but it’s ‘winter work.’ It lives and dies in this short window of time, free from the usual urgency of the rest of the year. In spring, there’s a rush to complete projects before summer so clients can enjoy their outdoor spaces. In fall, there’s a scramble to finish work before winter sets in

Right now, the pace is slower. The weather causes delays. The cold makes things take longer. Mornings start later; afternoons end earlier. There’s only so much light, after all. Why resist the natural order of things?

I try to find a balance between enjoying this quieter season and still getting quality work done. It’s not an excuse to be lazy. It’s an invitation to align with the rhythms of this time of year.