We have light. This morning we celebrated this turn of the seasons. Into our cold weather clothes went our pj’d selves, plowing through snow deep past L1’s knees, hot chocolate in hand, to the tree house. After shoveling it out a bit for us to fit, we stood atop watching the world of snow and softness in the grey morning light. This year there was no glorious burst of color over the horizon, but a subtle shift in light, with snow falling softly all around us. We drank hot chocolate, we sang, we watched Jasper run and leap through the snow in delirious doggy bliss. I watched my babes’ faces in the cold air as another season of light began.
We rounded off our celebration this morning with some orange-honey-oatmeal muffins and a viewing of “The Story of Stuff” before the kids dug into their pile of Solstice gifts. I love the excitement of their faces and the joy in their eyes as they discover something new for their creative little spirits with which to work. And me? I’m looking forward to more evenings like this one I recently experienced:
It was silent and the air was thick with the essence of home–a moment to remember.
Wishing you and yours the same as we turn once again toward the light. Happy Winter to All!