of Divine Light.
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul. - Rumi
Friends & neighbors arrived in waves, filling the little home with their warmth. To have so many treasured souls under one roof is a blessing beyond measure. As Whitman wrote,“ to be with those I like is enough”.
|I made this rack because our coat closet is so tiny.|
|favors: paperwhite bulbs & seed for the winged|
|Snowflake straw toppers for the solstice sippers|
|Friends old & new arrived in waves|
|Mini mingling on the swinging daybed|
|Keeping the solstice fire burning.|
|There was a paper flurry snipped in the studio.|