Winter Solstice
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 |
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| Mini mingling on the swinging daybed |
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| Keeping the solstice fire burning. |
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| There was a paper flurry snipped in the studio. |

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