The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Stop the sun, we'll get off here.

Today we had our holiday, on the solstice. Decorated tree, crosswords done, food savored, family enjoined, winter market shopped. Contented cats and at peace with each other - neither rare, but always welcome.

Call it Yule, Christmas, certainly Solstice.

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