Closing Out

Our home feels different this morning. It is the first morning since before Christmas that it’s just been the two of us (three of us, if you count Maya) waking up. It has been a full and joyous season, but I am looking forward to a good measure of silence, solitude, and stillness. I’m going

Fat and Festive

It’s late, and I’m late here. I woke a bit too early even for me and, resigned, went back to sleep. I knew it meant I’d wake later than I like for the day, but at least I won’t be ready for bed at supper time. (Or maybe I will. Sometimes I am.) Today, a

Cadence

There is a gentle cadence to these darkest days of the year. I would like to linger here for a while. We tend to little projects around home, and take drives in the short afternoons. We set up a Christmas village in anticipation of grandchildren visiting. We wrap gifts and nibble shortbread cookies. I sit in