A time for bringing home our tree,
And a time for cleaning up the needles. We are that family that keeps it up until Epiphany (tomorrow)!
A time for lighting the candles on the Advent wreath, and a time for noticing how the blue drips have accumulated on top of the purple ones.
A time for sending and receiving cards, and a time for taking them down and finishing the thank-you notes.
I rather like the rhythm of it all, the bustle and excitement of the holidays, followed by the relative still and quiet of January. I find myself longing for more cups of tea and good books, more time for prayer and reflection. I want to work on that wool sweater for myself--I purchased the yarn back in September, but there were Christmas gifts to finish first--and to perhaps, finally, start on that quilt.
A time for everything.
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