come winter.

"when the wind of winter blows

over the uplands and moonlit spaces

come ye out to the waste of snows

to the glimmering fields and

the silent places."

{l.m.Montgomery}

winter arrived strong then mellowed

to the point of rain then sunshine,

still with crisp temps.

we were away thanksgiving week

and while preparing I decided

to put up some Christmas

to greet us on our return.

… just a bit of tree and vintage sparkle ...

… here and there ...

… whispers ...

enter the rains

with the promise

of 

black ice

come nightfall.

then the anticipation of snow only to have fairly

clear skies and again the threat of rain.

we no longer trust the weatherman.

but the bit of seasonal charm along with 

music and candles uplift the heart.

and bean with bacon soup.

homemade.

it was gloriously delish.

and on days where we're chilled to the bone

so it seems, we're warmed by the fire.

this picture was a fun mistake. 

didn't realize until later my camera

was shooting. I kinda like it.

fits me lately - here and there

completing projects or at least

project portions.

guest room #2 is nearly done.

here's a peek:

.may joy be yours.