May It Be So for You

I don’t think that I knew that what I wanted was to be up here in these high, cold hills, with the wind whipping down from the west, with the mist filling the hollows, and with the frost thick on the grass while the cats and I snuggle by the fireplace.  But, that was exactly what I wanted.  May it be so for you.

2 responses to “May It Be So for You

  1. I grew up in Australia, I never knew what ‘real’ seasons felt like, not until I moved here. 🙂 … even when I lived in colder places in OZ, the air, the energy, the colours, were not of the seasons that a woman of English/Irish ancestry had embedded in her DNA. 🙂

  2. Congratulations and Blessed Be

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