I resisted the urge yesterday, but I'm not sure I can today. That tree is calling me and pleaded to be relieved of her duties, free from the burden of the many many ornaments, and delivered to the goat pasture to be devoured. Each time someone jumps nearby it (and that's a frequent occurrence, I can assure you), another hundred dry needles fall to the floor. We got it up early, this year's tree, and I'm not sure it got the water it really needed. But that's not the real reason - I'm always ready to let the holidays linger in a different way. Clearing away some of the clutter of Solstice and Christmas to make way for this quiet and mellow week of post-holiday land. A week with hardly a thing on the calendar, except enjoying each other and home. Finding a place for new treasures, and maybe clearing out some old. Ah, I do love this part of the holiday season so much.
This week, here at home, we're enjoying hanging up some new art (I had a grand time picking out some new things from The Little Friends of Printmaking while in LA earlier this month). There has been a constant game of chess played by someone or another (so much so that we're plotting a permanent chess table to take the place of that tree when it comes down). And we're so enjoying all those leftovers, making meal time as easy as pie (well, sometimes it is pie). I haven't picked up the knitting needles in days, but I might today. I feel ready for a good long sweater of a project. It's that time of year, I think.
I hope you are all feeling the same = that your days are bountiful and full of blessings. And that we feel full of gratitude for all of it.
