Waiting...in the stillness of the darkest days...

for the hope and promise and light of the Winter Solstice. 

xo

in memoriam

snipping paper snowflakes and 

remembering erin, four years later.

xoxo

no words, only pictures

pausing

As the days shorten and the light wanes, I'm feeling a pull from Mother Nature to pause and be still and burrow in.

This space will be quiet for a bit.

I wish you peace and grace amidst the celebratory days ahead, dear readers.

xo

the very best kind of powerful

Long way, long way, long walk to freedom.

Listen here.

Rest in peace, Nelson Mandela.

gearing up

Lately...
Had such fun making an etsy treasury list .
Found some sweet little houses at the Purl Bee.
Intrigued by this "how to" for tiny bristle brush trees, via the fabulous Mister Finch.
Wearing out the pages of this book.
Just downloaded this pattern.
Spellbound by two magical photographers...one amazing teenager here and one enchanting woman here.

 

How about you?

What has enchanted you lately?

(It's December...don't forget to breathe!)

our balsams

Bundled against the cold, a hearty group set forth...

to cut the first balsams of the season.

The sun shone, the sky was blue and 

there was much tromping about.

Our wee seedlings are coming along nicely,

and the sturdy old growth provide habitat for all sorts of critters.

The fresh snow showed tracks...

plenty of small rodents, coyotes, fox and deer.

There was some debate...maybe moose?

We're still not sure.

The trick is finding something in
between the seedlings and old growth.
The measuring pole is painted in one foot increments,
and is used to discern the real height of the trees
(as opposed to the perceived height, which can cause
surprise when the tree is actually unloaded at home!)

One of these trees is going to Brooklyn,

the other is already in Somerville.

And as per tradition, two monster trees are loaded in the pick up

 for delivery to Wooster School later this afternoon.

And so, the holiday season is officially launched.