Let the Beauty we love be what we do. There are a hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground. - from The Essential Rumi, translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne
Every new year it seems strange to write a new number. 2024. Here is how it started on New Year’s morning - the sun was back there somewhere:
Such a long stretch of cloudy mornings. I am so grateful for the birds I saw today, the “regulars”, the stalwarts of winter. Thank goodness for the chickadees, robins, cedar waxwings, ring-billed gulls, coots, mallards, blue jays, finches, crows, cardinals, yellow-rumped warblers and a few more I’m sure I’ve forgotten. This year more than ever, I am thankful they are here.
Here are some favorite photos from December:
Thank you friends for being here as we start this new year together. May the quiet of winter hold you like a hug.
Thank you for sharing. Peace and joy to you in the New Year!
Thank you, Karen, for the beauty you share!