Dozens of unwritten blog posts have been piling up in my head. Things left unshared and unsaid. But since today is about looking ahead, anticipating the return of light and the lengthening of days, I'm letting go of all those things and starting anew.
Our Candlemas day was cold and clear and gray. We lit kid-made candles and snuggled under patchwork blankets and drank warm mugs of vanilla bean white hot chocolate. Warmth in small things.