Rain is falling, softly, silently, onto a warm land.
The air is still.
Birds sing out loud.
A touch of Spring is in the air as Midwinter approaches.
It often happens this way, birds singing in the still air near Solstice.
The cold is saved for January…the biting winds that bring the snow.
I have spent much time indoors, making cards and packaging seeds.
I am already thinking of the New Year, as I make these cards and planning out a few lovely walks to enjoy over Midwinter.
Walking at this time of year really clears the head and clarifies life in general.
There is a silence around Solstice that creates harmony in all things.
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