Christmas is past, in a whirlwind, a delightful one, and though the decorations are still up, I feel the pull of longer days, spring bulbs, new buds on trees and the new year. As much as I love Christmas, it's really a bit much for me to handle. I get overwhelmed, breathe, then think of another person I could call, a project to finish as a last minute gift, an urgent need to buy more eggnog or wonder if we have enough fruit. Now the holiday has landed, and the guests departed and only the photos to document the events.
I think I will enjoy my sewing projects more now that none of them were completed in time. I can work on them at my leisure, and give them for birthdays or just no reason. I like that better. I like the process more also. So the little felt birds which need their sides stitched and their button eyes sewn will fly from the nest, just not as soon as anticipated.
I will listen to my Spanish songs CDs, and read my new books, and pamper my skin with my new beauty products and admire my gifts, now in their appropriate places, and think of the fullness of my life, with generous friends and family so abundant.
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