The cottage is quiet.
Outside the remains of the storm huff and puff it’s remaining fury.
Inside the thick stone walls it’s Christmas Eve.
There will be a full moon on Christmas night, the first one since 1977.
But, this morning, the rays of the Midwinter sun illuminate the grey morning and all is quiet.
Quiet is a welcome word after a night of howling wind and relentless rain.
I am heartily grateful to receive the appreciation of friends.
I have pinned it to the lapel of my jacket…it is a thing of beauty indeed!
It is the little notes, gifts and donations that bring a sense of being appreciated.
I am indeed blessed to live my life in the service of Mother Earth and able to live without the needs so many feel they must have, forever indebting themselves to the corporate machine that is destroying her.
I will soon light the traditional candle in the window of my small sitting room.
It remains a symbol of hope.
I am a woman and a pragmatist who looks to the future.
May you be blessed with love, light and happiness on this wonderful day and in the days of light to follow.
XXX Colette XXX
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