This
weekend was filled with simple, necessary tasks. Saturday I took the Christmas tree down. I confess to missing the beauty and
decoration of the tree; like the room has been stripped and left bare. Yet, I have no inclination to replace it with
flower arrangements, or bigger potted plants.
The ritual of commencing a season with adding a fixture, and then ending
a season by removing it is like watching nature. In Spring flowers and trees shoot up. In autumn those same trees will bare
themselves, shedding leaves and giving up their fruit. So, why shouldn’t that pattern repeat itself
in our homes, creating the comfort of beginning and ending, creating a rhythm
of sleeping and then awakening? Now the
lounge has a different ambiance.
Although the days are growing longer, it is still dark by 4.00 pm,
especially on those grey, overcast, rain-filled days. So, although I don’t have the Christmas tree
lights, I still use the candles to give the room warmth and welcome.
I made progress on the crochet project,
working while watching films on the BBC I Player.
I hope
your Sunday was as restful and refreshing as mine.
Serving Jesus, Author of our faith,
Dalletta
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