Sunday, December 12, 2010
Their soft glow was so warm and comforting.
Stories and songs, candied peel cooking on the gas stove and spreading delicious aroma through the house, and everything suddenly looking so beautiful and mysterious with candle light twinkling through the rain in the house across the street, too - it was wonderful, truly. I was even a little sorry when the electricity returned, although it was undoubtedly nice to get back to a world of bright light, where reading, writing and crocheting can be easily pursued on a long winter evening.
It's late, but many things still must be done, and so I will sign off. I hope your day was as beautiful as mine.