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12.21.2014

dark and light and wings and winter


first day of winter, 2014.

a glittery antique bird i've had forever, a lazy sad holiday time, the advent tree still the only tree i have.  i've been hanging small christmas cards on the limbs and standing the bigger ones on the table surrounding it, and i barely adjusted the wire on this bird when i settled it into place, just turning it so it has a view.

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today is the last day of too much darkness.  it's chilly and gray and fits my holiday mood.  across the street, part of a tree has fallen.  the leaves are wet and brown, still not raked, and winter is here.  the year is almost gone.

this sunday morning is quiet, all the christmas lights (less and less each year) in the neighborhood gone silent.  as i type that, jingle bell cat jumps from the creek, white fur against the dreary day.  light against dark.  a sign, i think. he comes to the door, stares a hello at me, and wanders off, back to his house or my back porch.  it's all the same to him, all his.

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love is not all you need, not the answer to everything, never yet in the history of the planet the answer to wars and terror, but you need it all the same.  the same with light.  tomorrow the day will be longer.  this year i missed birthdays and i didn't send christmas cards, but i bought soft light for a friend and it hangs beautifully against the night.  i (once again) have plans for new year's cards.  the green table next to my door is full of candles, all white, all sizes, waiting for the evening.  first, a walk, then the light.

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4 comments:

  1. whatever your darkness is, I share it again this season. my 'tree' is a very dead red cedar. CUT and brought into the room DEAD. it suits me. I wait for January, as if the cast off 2014 calendar makes all things better.
    I will watch each day for more light time. Michigan winter is not particularly known for 'light winters'.
    BUT your words bring me light. even when they are dark themselves.

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  2. The winter brings such stark contrast between dark and light in more ways than one. I too feel the mood of this and am there with you.

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  3. Love the photo! Merry Christmas to you & Cheers to the New Year stretching long ahead of us and full of promise.

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