It gets dark very early now, and the high temperatures are in the 40s during the day, and 30s at night. We are doing a lot more indoor activities. We made rum balls to send to Mr. Murphy, and cookies for neighbors are up next. I am making Christmas presents for friends and family. We are wrapping everything!
But every now and then, I just need to get out and wander. This morning I did a lap of Laurelhurst Park, hunting for just the right stick for Cousin Kestrel’s present, which I will show you tomorrow, if it gets finished.
The sunlight was very pretty coming through the trees.
This evening, after a day of sewing and sending packages off from our newly -found favorite Post Office , I headed out again, and discovered that all lights are pretty on a cold wet night.
I love being able to find beauty in ordinary things. My Dad, your great grandpa Lowell, would stop and stare at a shadow, or the line of a tree, just to appreciate how pretty it was.
His early example, and all the artists in my life, allow me to see what is right in front of me. Have a good day!