slivers of crimson across a fading sky
beauty nesting in the shadows
everyday blessing #3
sweet curls of incense rising at the Epiphany offering.
everyday blessing #2
the joy of watching a squirrel hang by the tip of his tail to reach the suet,
then the elegant swirl of grey and gold; the puff of snow as gravity reclaims sovereignty.
everyday blessing #1
The first person I saw this year had nothing whatsoever to do with ‘work’.
She came (with her family) even though she knew I’d have told her not to because I wasn’t feeling well. She came, knowing that I wouldn’t have much energy for conversation, and found ways to make it work anyway.
Sometimes friends know what’s good for us, even when our own instincts say otherwise.
Blessed be she.
wonderful exchange 