I love all the Christmas decor, but I also love the time of year where we put away all the decorations and sit in minimal candle light to contemplate…. and just be. New Year, New Beginnings, New Hope
Lovely, Denise. As I write this, the sun can’t penetrate the thick clouds and the trees are bending in the wind. Like a broom sweeping out the old, making room for something new? I hope so!
Beautiful poem, very fitting to the time of year
Thanks, Brittany. Happy New Year!
I love all the Christmas decor, but I also love the time of year where we put away all the decorations and sit in minimal candle light to contemplate…. and just be. New Year, New Beginnings, New Hope
I agree, Karen. I think we need both. Celebration and quiet. Happy New Year!
Lovely, Denise. As I write this, the sun can’t penetrate the thick clouds and the trees are bending in the wind. Like a broom sweeping out the old, making room for something new? I hope so!
Happy new year, dear Denise!
Thanks, Bridget. I love your image of this wind sweeping out the detritus of this past year. A clean sweep. I hope so too.