It’s 4:00 pm on December 16th.  The sun has been sleeping for 36 minutes already.  

This time tomorrow I’ll be on a flight from Amsterdam that will take me home to Minnesota for my first Christmas with family in over four years.  I wonder if I’ve grown unaccustomed to the chaos that accompanies Christmas Day in the Goranson Clan. 

Until then, I’m enjoying the afternoon glow of the Christmas tree at Gowrie Cottage.  In stillness and quiet.

And admiring the ornaments that have hung on Judith’s tree each Christmas since her infancy.

Can’t wait to see many of you soon!