But this year, late is even later. Even for me.
the tangle of Christmas lights
In the meantime, hot apple cider is simmering as I enjoy reading this year's abundance of cards. There seem to be a few more homemade and personalized cards this year. I guess creativity is in an upswing!
I've read every poem, enjoyed every photo, appreciated every painting and sketch.
smell of cinnamon --
a glitter of happy