There is a certain romance to the Month of March  despite its many gloomy days, when the sun does come out, like today, it's glorious and warm and golden and carries with it a different kind of optimism than the other winter months.
January has a way of slowing everything down; the light slips across walls, disappears early, leaving rooms and hours to fold inward. It wraps itself around us, those short days fading to long evenings, the world outside reduced to silhouettes and candlelight.