the light changed today and she knew it too.
sometimes it felt as if we would never see blue skies again.
its been a good long while since we've had any clean air to breath in the valley. as i walked along the river celebrating the storm we received overnight i didn't mind the cold wind on my checks and tears in my eyes.
the mice i've heard in the walls have also had a cozy winter bed amongst my gloves. there was no stopping my immediate need to handwash each and everyone.
pajamas and socks, love santa.
happy, happy new year to you and yours.