Friday, January 4, 2013

Sugarplums banished... A new beginning awaits..

Away ...  All traces of Christmas are slipping quickly into boxes and totes --- except the pretty tree.  It waits until January 6th, Twelfth Night.  Vividly white snow and icicles sparkle outside through my daddy's insulators, and vegetable soup simmers deliciously in the kitchen.  One day remains until all we have is one regular weekend.  Semester 2 waits at the door, and a morning email announces a new student to arrive in our classes on Monday.

1 comment:

From my country sunize said...

my dozens of totes are strung out in here too!! Mostly filled and ready to go to the garage. I took the tree down tonight. Just such a empty feeling. So much I would like to do , but the same old $$$$. dwill be down for coffee soon. Hugs