a January thaw

“Your hair is winter fire
January embers
My heart burns there, too.”
― Stephen King

 As an early birthday present to our curly-haired, four-legged friend, 

a January thaw gave way to a 60 degree day this past weekend.

We celebrated at a park along the Potomac River.  

And even as our house sat tucked beneath a blanket of snow last night, 

I have never loved a January more.

As warm as it is, as cold as it is, as round and curvy as it is...

the moments that fill the days that comprise this very January

have never been better.