January 2012

…has been spent mostly in front of the computer-either in my kitchen corner or with my laptop reclining on an available sofa (I just realized the other day that I think we have rather more sofas than most…do you think four excessive in just three rooms? I’ve never been a sitting up straight in a firm chair sort of person, I suppose…).

These roses were my companions from Tuesday until today. Just a five dollar bouquet from Trader Joes, but Oh! they had the sweetest, most potent scent. And they are just like the roses that used to twine up the old tree in my backyard…as a young woman-girl. They rambled and curved into bowers of sanctuary and when I climbed the tree almost to its top, I would have to carefully avoid the thorns as I picked my way higher and higher.

The bouquet was faded and no longer sweet-scented this morning, but still looked beautiful when I dropped it over the porch railing on top of the little pile of Christmas cedar-berried branches. If I could see them now in the icy rain…they might be more beautiful still.

I believe I am rambling a bit, like my old roses…but my brain is rather weary, in a very good way, for it is tired out by the joy of writing and sharing and tending and watching a little dream come true this past week.

And even as I write this, my eyelids keep drooping, so I will just “hello!” and I will be back here when I am able and awake and send you love in the meantime.

xo

I noticed the other night that the Christmas tree light reflections in the living room window had an unusual quality to them, so I took a few photos…then when I looked at them on my computer, I kept seeing little pictures in the fragments of light. I wonder if you see them, too? I will visit here later in the comments to see what you might see, and tell you what I see…but it was a lovely coming together of the light within, the light without and the wavy, old glass.

Your comments and emails with good wishes were so appreciated. I am finally on the mend, with two good days under my belt and just the need for the occasional tissue and cough drop now. So glad that is over. I haven’t been laid so low in many years. I couldn’t even enjoy watching movies or reading during that week of illness…but that is behind me now and I was very much able to enjoy watching Downtown Abbey last night. And am looking forward to watching it again tonight with my deario. A second watching is always required to focus in on the clothes and scenery and to savor the lines  that went by too quickly the first time. There is so much I could be critical about, like the first season, but I am just going to enjoy instead. 

And now I must hie me back to the other shiny pages where I am writing and designing in every spare moment. It is very uplifting to be bringing something bright and new into the world during these cold and grey days.

Here’s hoping you have many pleasant things to brighten your week.