Christmas Eve...

So here we are on Christmas Eve, and at last the roof shingles are in place. Now the house can be sealed and work begin in earnest inside.
Here at the cottage, the snow is thick: at least 8 inches on the deck; but the roads are clear.
This bridge takes the walker out into the 62 acres of the land behind the cottage...

Nicholas

The refrain of "I'll be home for Christmas..." comes to mind when I look at the photograph of these lovely little birdhouses, which adorn the gate to the vegetable garden, now nestled, as are these, under nearly a foot of snow.

I am particularly drawn to the two on the right, the light was shining at an angle which almost made them appear to be illuminated from within.

And, so too, are each of us...

May this holiday season be filled with unexpected moments of delight, renewal of spirit, and hope for the unfolding of each of our lives, individually, and, as part of the global family to which we are all born.

Judy