Monday, December 22, 2008
the first day of the of the new sun dawned crisply blue and icy. it feels about as absolutely wintery as a day could be. the puppies shook themselves and even buddy thought twice about diving into the monstrously high snow banks left by joe the plowman.
but as i keep telling myself, if november is the long slow slide into the dark, then january is the slow cold crawl out of it. spring can't be too far behind. i believe, i believe, i believe.
inside, the tree is decorated, the stockings are hung, the candles are positioned. even a few of the cookies got baked... and i have over 32600 words written!!!
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.