Sunday, November 20

the darkness of the delicate days

Tim and I went for a hike for his birthday through woods whistling with a stiff breeze. All the leaves are down and the quiet forest floor hid the sound of plume-tailed deer who watched us warily, curiously. Somehow the transition into winter is a bit bewildering. I just don't think I'm quite ready for all this darkness yet. But I know the solstice is in view and soon the days will be growing longer again.

Anyone have any fun thanksgiving plans? I don't usually decorate for christmas very early at all, but this weekend I might start putting some of my favorite vintage holiday things up, just for the cheer and sparkle.

xo brooke