It’s been a long time since I’ve disconnected. At first I felt isolated, lonely for the constant dopamine hit of frantic news and messages. But it didn’t take long for my mind to unwind. I slept deeply, and woke early to paint the morning light as it spilled across the meadow.

It reminded me what it feels like to breathe again. Remember that feeling?

I’m paying attention to little blue lupine this month. As always, nature stops me in my tracks with wonder.

Imbolc, the Celtic holiday, celebrates February 1 as the halfway point between spring and winter.