the coldest night

Bundled in toques, mitts, scarves and layers on layers the thermometer does not lie. We shiver. But as the crowd follows in her last footsteps I am aware the coldest nights are the ones where violence prevails. Be safe and may you find warmth in community.

clear

Did you notice?
The clear blue sky. Crisp white clouds. A sky striped in deceitful warm yellow. It was beautiful when staring out from the inside.
Not quite sure when I turned into this winter wimp.

beginning

What have I begun ... or continued if anyone remembers the sunnydayz. After a considerable break I have decided that self indulgence is once again called for.