Happy Sunday, everyone. As winter approaches, I find myself once again turning to writing as a way to express my thoughts. Summer seems to be the active time for me; I don't sit down for a moment, except maybe for a nap and a glass of tea, then I'm off again to the next adventure. Fall is a time of fighting - which I am getting better at accepting, and not arguing with. And winter... well, I am accepting winter as the "resting time." Which I suppose it is.
Tonight, I had the pleasure of having friends arrive unexpectedly. I can still feel their smiles and warmth, even though they've gone home. I suppose that is one of the great pleasures of this season; to feel not only the warmth of a furnace or the joy of a gift, but to have time to sit across from a friend knitting and watch what is being created, or sit and listen as another friend makes magic in the kitchen, and just enjoy the time.
That is the warmth and the gift of this season for me, at this moment. Time.
Love and blessings, friends. May you have all the time you need and wish for.
XOXO