and a gratuitous picture of my cat.
I woke early this morning to let the chickens out as I first awoken by light streaming straight into my eyes. I believe that when Jimmyredhed pulled the curtains to cover his face, it exposed mine. It's been so cold these morning that the run door freezes shut and I must pry it open with my cold hands. Our hens were happy nonetheless and the jumped out and scattered around my shivering body. I came inside as quickly as I could, hung up my coats (plural) and settled in with an absurdly large cup of tea.
This week marks the beginning of my last semester of graduate school.
I've carried a bit of anxiety with me in the past couple weeks as I've coordinated out a new schedule. I thrive on change and yet the logistics of getting there leave me restless and worried. But I've arrived at this new week and have been trying to slide easily into these days. I'll be working on Mondays and Fridays, interning on Wednesdays and Thursdays, and going to class on Tuesdays and Thursdays. My classes this semester include an internship reflection and a research intensive. I will be interning at the Alderman's office in my neighborhood and heading up their Urban Agriculture initiatives and research.
Post-May, I will have a single online class to complete in finishing this degree. I'm entering this semester with peace and slowness, mindfully cultivating this space for the four months to come.
My finals are finished and my Christmas shopping is almost complete. I don't plan to leave the house over the next month. You'll find me tucked inside with these two, Jubilee, and my sewing machine. I made peanut butter for the first time this morning and have plans for a recycled Christmas tree over the weekend. Blessings of the season.