Yesterday was St. Stephen’s Day, also known as Boxing Day. Have no idea why it’s one of my favorite days of the season. Perhaps it’s because I like to believe and practice that there really are 12 Days of Christmas beginning with the big day and leading up to the beautiful Feast of the Epiphany, or Little Christmas.
Molly and I drove up to Vermont yesterday to join old friends and family for hugs, visiting and good cheer. We’ve woken up to a gorgeous snowstorm, albeit we must take care in it.
Wonder, magic and love swirl around us amidst the twinkling, drifting flakes falling softly around us.
