Life meanders like a path through the woods. We have seasons when we flourish and seasons when the leaves fall from us, revealing our bare bones. Given time, they grow again.
Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times

I am so glad to slam the door shut on November… so very glad. But as I look at December lying before me, it seems a lot. A lot of “must do’s” that I am not sure I am feeling capable of… so I am going to slowly ease myself into the month.

I am beginning slowly, with a couple of books to ease me into December… Truman Capote’s A Christmas Memory, One Christmas, & The Thanksgiving Visitor (Thanks Carole for this recommendation!) and Nina MacLaughlin’s Winter Solstice: An Essay. Essays, short stories… seem just what my brain can handle right now.

I am going to try to put up a tree this year… wish me and Frankie luck. I think the memories that a Christmas tree holds will be good for me this year. My hope is that Frankie is entirely bored with the whole situation.

And… perhaps my most favorite thing of December is the Mystery Gnome knit along with Sarah Schira. I love the slowness of this knit along… the pace is perfect. I am really looking forward to it this year.

But that is about it and I feel good about the minimal-ness of it all.

What do you hope December brings for you?

Header photo by Adam Lukac 

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