Friday, December 11, 2015

Loved and Lost

It's been a long week. The coming of Christmas makes me cry a lot. I cry for all that I have loved and lost. It is true what they say: you don't know what you've got until it's gone.
And this week a young bear tore down five of my hawthorne trees. I had them for years. They were a magnificent part of my home. A four season tree. And in one night, the bear ripped and tore at the branches, consuming tiny berries that sustain the native birds for the winter.
Already this winter is looking fierce.
And Dark.
And sadness looms over me.
And yet I tend to find great creativity in the depths of my sorrows. Perhaps it is what I use to climb out.
I am waiting on two more skeins of yarn to arrrive in the mail so I can finish my Aunt's Christmas present. And meanwhile, I will finish a cuff that was custom ordered. I will post photos tomorrow.
Stay warm.

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