This post is very fitting since we were hit with a Nor'easter on Monday that dropped 25-29cm of snow. And this is on top of the huge mountains of snow we already have. We had to shovel tunnels through the snow in the yard so the dogs wouldn't climb the snow mountains and walk over the fence. The snow needs to be done because we're running out of space to put it.
This post was originally a spotlight during Secret Recipe's book tour on Journeys with Jana on January 30, 2026.
Why Does Winter Feel So Long?
Winter has a way of stretching time, turning weeks into what feels like entire chapters. It’s not just the cold or the snow, though both certainly play their part.
I celebrated a milestone birthday recently, one of those big ones that should feel momentous. And it did for a moment. Then winter swallowed it whole, tucking it into a season that moves at its own slow pace. Even as we gain a few extra minutes of daylight each day, the evenings still arrive early, and the mornings take their time waking up.
Maybe winter feels endless because it’s layered over icy sidewalks and frozen windshields. But winter isn’t just long; it lingers. And maybe that’s why it feels so long, because it’s the one season that refuses to be rushed.
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