I’m not sure if I’m built for this thing called ‘winter.’ I’ve been snuggling under my coat and wearing millions of layers since November, and I fear I’ve suffered from a mild case of seasonal depression (nothing a glass of wine can’t fix, of course). I’ve gone as far as spending multiple weekends locked up in my tiny Korean apartment, ondol (underfloor heating) cranked up to the max, curled up beneath a series of blankets.
There’s good news, though, the winter is quickly dissipating. I’ve noticed fewer days where I can see the fog of my breath as I exhale. I’ve been warming up quicker below all my sweaters when I step out the door and my toes stopped feeling frost bitten through my less-than-appropriate-for-the-weather boots from Zara. There’s a silver lining in the horizon and it comes in the form of Cherry Blossom trees! I can’t wait to see them bloom.
In the meantime, I’ve noticed the beauty of a Korean winter, as well. When there’s snow on the ground and the whole city turns white, or a chill in the air that makes the mountains glow, and a sunset that’s more red than yellow. I can see the seasons change for the first time in my life, and I see how even the worst of days can be colorful. Winter, for me, has looked a little something like this…
My favorite thing to observe is the shift of fruit at the market as the months turn from humid to chilly to freezing and back again to breezy. We still have another month or so left of all around crappy-ish weather, but the strawberries are filling the shops in my neighborhood and that makes everything better. It’s pretty cool to see the year move forward through fresh produce. I’m always skeptical when avocados, for example, are available all year round and it makes me wonder where my fruit is coming from.
In Korea I don’t wonder; I see them filter through each day, with a little bit of one thing becoming more and more scarce as a little bit of something else overflows in ripeness. As much as I loved fall, and winter may not ever be this Caribbean girls favorite season, the good things are starting to grow on me.