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Snowbirds come to Tucson because the winter season here is spectacular. High temperatures are often in the 70s, and lows are rarely below 60. The sun shines and birds sing, and you'd think it'd be all zip-a-dee-doo-dah. But at the start of each new year I begin to decline into lethargy bordering on depression until by the end of February I'm definitely in the Doldrums. Each year I struggle against it and each year I succumb.

This year I've begun thinking of February as my Hibernation Month. Though the weather has been warmer than usual I've suffered more illnesses than usual, completely abandoned my daily walks/jogs because it's dark until 7:00 am, and spent more time curled up on the couch under the covers with a good book and a cup of tea. I'm thinking next year I should succumb to the February Doldrums without struggling, simply accepting that it's my Slump Month, my time to hibernate, to regenerate. To present my somber face to the world, waiting, just waiting, for an easy smile to return.


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