Tis the shortest day of the year, here.
The bears are hibernating and I also have that sleepy spirit in me.
Going with the flow of more darkness, wood stove going in the wee cabin, the cold days and snow feels nurturing, gentle and restorative.
outside the cold air is invigorating and inspiring.
I wish you a blessed Solstice
whether it is with our short days
or long days where you are.
(this is an older piece and seemed perfect for today)