Holiday season…. while embracing the spirit and reveling in the memories and magic, cleaning comes to be a part of practice and pressure. So today, I make my sacrificial tithe of time to the goddess of clutter and the god of dust. By afternoon this distracted day will not be without its pleasures and satisfaction. The clearing and order will be a gift to me even as my closeted skis have yet see their first low, white light of Winter.
