Days are lengthening nights are shortening, I want to believe this even if I don’t see it, the fir...

"Happy, happy Christmas,  that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days;  that can recall to the old man the pleasure...

I am a morning coffee gal… which means, according to my own little life’s dictionary, that mornings cannot be any more magical or glorious ...

Those late afternoon wintery hours—twilight. ..   My little world turns cotton candy pink... something magical holds the atmosphere ...