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In the still, dark moments just as dawn breaks one can hear the sounds of Mother Earth and her children waking up to bring another day. In the warm and sunny months, those first sounds are of songbirds merrily singing glory to the rising sun. From nests, treetops, rooftops, power lines, and fence posts, they conduct the Hallelujah Chorus to their own, loudly; happily; without regard to human presence. In the cold, gray, and gloomy winter months, those early awakening sounds are more human in nat… Continue

It's the winter solstice. The days will now begin to lengthen. The incessant darkness will begin to subside; slowly, but minute by minute, day by day, the circadian rhythm will begin to return to power. Melatonin and serotonin levels will even out and the seasonal affective disorder will start to fade. Joy will no longer be a fleeting moment here and there. Happiness and peace will reign. Daylight. Sunshine. Life. Spring cannot be far behind.

It's a wonderful clear night. No howling banshee wind. The air is crisp and clean without being unmercifully cold. The night sky is a beautiful inky blue with the tiniest sliver of a silver moon shining so brightly that if you look really hard, you can see the whole magnificent orb through the shadow of the earth. It's mind numbing gorgeous. I have multi-tasking to do. Baking cakes, making candy, roasting pork for tamales, listening to music that… Continue

All is quiet. The howling banshee that is the winter wind has retreated for the time being. It seems odd to sit here this early morning and hear..................nothing. The frigid air went with the banshee wind so the temperature this fine morning is a balmy 35F! The piled and drifted mounds of dirty, icy snow have begun to recede and life is good. Perhaps I can crawl out of my self-imposed cocoon of denial and get some Christmas joy stirred up now. I dreamed a new recipe last night, and found… Continue