Monday, December 5, 2022

 Good Good Good morning.

The day feels so frosty cold without a single lick of frost. I was walking through the paths of the park this morning when it dawned on me about the old wassailing song. I always lived in a place that by December was ice ice cold and freezing and aside from the pine trees there wasn’t a bit of green in sight so I never felt those beautiful words “here we come a wassailing among the leaves so green”. you know that scene in little women when they’re hand in hand and hip to hip and singing so gleefully! And oh how i wished that those words made me feel so gleefully but i was just cold with no green leaves. And anyways I understand it today. In the park on a Victorian path and the leaves are all so green. the hedges are green and some trees are still green and there’s so many varieties of green pine. And all those years of wanting that song to mean something seemed to finally happen. Especially since my sweet sister had just left from a lovely visit. And now I think of her and the green green leaves and how happy and laughing we were and its like a little bit of that little women dream came true this week. Who would have thought a longing for a Christmas song about wassailing would be a forever long mission for a particular particular sisterly December morning where its cold but not too cold and your noses are pink and you’re smiling under branches of green and a belly full of warm wassail.

Anyways it’s portrait painting today and I have these two candles i bought without a candle stick so that i can make them myself and I’ve been listening to fleet foxes over and over and over and i think I’m going to make some candlesticks inspired by some of their songs after ive worked on portraits for so long that my eyes hurt! I hope you have a lovely day today. I hope that you might have some obscure little childhood wish that comes to fruition this week. Or at least just a little bit of magic comes your way. Gosh its been so long. Like typing out to an old friend. I don’t even know how to get into my old account its been so long! So if you’re even reading this at all its by the grace of some winter miracle and even that is a little bit of magic all in itself!! Goodbye dear friend.


P.S. Sorry for all the typos and little i’s. My fingers were too cold and pink to work and I like to just write things and send them right off into the world unedited! I just like it better that way.. its the same with my husbands poems! I always prefer the first drafts. They just seem so pure and i like unintentional and mistakes and things. I don’t know it just feels more authentic in a way. How have you been? Is anyone still there? Hello if so!



1 comment:

  1. Oh how lovely to see a blogpost from you! I have been checking in Every once in a while to see If you would come back on here. Hello ! ❤

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