Thursday, December 29, 2011
There's something about this week between Christmas and the New Year that can be so restorative. It's the quiet of a train station after the Polar Express has roared off. It's a winter walk, all bare branches and birdsong. It's prayers and putting gratitude to paper. Oatmeal mornings, a creamy cable knit sweater, an afternoon nap and noodling away on resolutions. A caught moment of the year. Time to rest, rejuvenate, reflect, rejoice.