In my family, we always had a second celebration of Christmas, this evening being one of a special dinner ( sauerkraut soup, anyone? ) and family togetherness. We actually ate Subway sandwiches and worked late at the shop. I still feel a special connection tonight to my family, to my times growing up to the passing of another holiday. A bit of sadness at the passing of what was. A sweet tinge of longing...
There is a hint of cold in the air, a chance for snow and I am settling into the studio for a long run of work for Tucson and beyond. I am looking forward to the dessert and all it's early spring glory. I intend to do some serious sketching down there and some relaxing knitting but for this moment I will say Merry Christmas and goodnight.