This morning, we in Northern Cal woke up to the sound of rain. In this drought, it was music. Water drops on a daffodil that reminded me of a birds head. Everybody got a little drink today.
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Celebrating this halfway point of Winter…dreaming of a time when the communities would gather with big bond fires to give thanks for this seasonal mark.
Blessings to all, as we remember and celebrate the returning Light both within and without. May that Light reach into all hearts.
Celebrating this clear evening, a new crescent moves in concert with the now bare limbs of a big maple at my driveway. The leaves of last spring, summer and fall are in their annual giving way to becoming dirt and nourishment. As we dip into the 20’s tonight, winter makes another announcement in Northern California. Come inside it says…