I think it will be a white Christmas for me these last 2 weeks or so. I have images and words enough, I think, and if not, well, then, I will make more. I feel the need for softness this year, perhaps that has been the problem all along. I just need a nest, and as I told Graciel, one candle, and I will be fine.
The night sky, some stars and a candle.
Maybe an angel wing or two.
a slow quiet song