Each day a little more darkness, a little more velvet in which to wrap.  The trees may be bare but inside we decorate with exuberance.  For over forty years we’ve met with a group of friends for an early brunch and a journey to a Christmas tree farm to cut down a tree.  Covid put an end to that but we did risk a smaller meeting on Saturday.  These people love to decorate for Christmas.  I share some photos from their home and this quote on which to lift even as our roots nestle even closer together to warm these long, cold nights.

I once asked a bird,

How do you fly in this gravity of darkness?”

And she replied, “Love lifts me.”


A Place for Everything
Here Comes Santa
Light Is Everywhere

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