Winter, and the nights run long, the shadows reach further than even a week ago. I’m enjoying the change, easing into this cold part of the year when the light in particular has a ramped up drama. But for too many people I know or have known, or have been, the season possesses a vampire-like ability to fade joy and deepen dread. To chill the soul. I came across a blog today you may appreciate if you are fighting depression or even just watching a few small signs about your thinking that worry you right now. The message feels honest and familiar to me, and in this season of twinkling lights and endless loops of Christmas carols I’d like to share it: Riding It Out
With that said, I need to run out into the night and cover those of my plants too tender to stand the frost. Keep warm, friends, in spirit and in hope.
