And, once again, time has passed too quickly. It was Edgar Allen Poe who quoted, “All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” Life is certainly dream-like on many days as we move automatically through our household responsibilities, our workday, and our relationships. I know many others who feel this way, as we have other thoughts, books, paintings, music, and songs running beneath our skin like the melting snow.
Inspired by The Cheeky Celt, I wrote a song/poem for Elen of the Ways. I’m seekikng copyright free music suggestions for the piece.
The great news is that the book magic has returned. I fall in love with writing, particularly when I can sit down, and the story flows.
I understand the snowdrops are blooming at the Botanic Gardens in Edinburgh, Scotland. I’m so jealous.
The holidays are always fraught with activity. The busyness seems to take over every moment as we plan and execute a fabulous celebration and gifts for friends and family. I love the holidays and their magic. The busyness, not so much, but it’s a swift happening as we slip into the New Year and the throes of winter, so I can’t complain.
