Our last guests boarded a plane in the early darkness, bound for the frozen east. I sifted through cards and photos from the past weeks, my heart glad for a few remaining artifacts from a dying tradition.
There's the gathering up a bit. Cheer putting on such a different face in the light of day.
Dicken's will be bundled up and shelved away for a few seasons. I only just watched my favorite George C. Scott version of Scrooge in the late quiet of the sleeping house.
It's been a beautiful season. Everything put up too late to be tired of it yet.
But it will be good to move on from both the revelry, and the looking back.
The cold candles, and the waiting sheep.
Already the days begin to grow longer, and there is always so much yet to be done....
Good of you to stop by!
Ciao! for now!