December, where the days fly by

I'm not really sure where the whole month has gone, but sure enough it's the end of the month. The end of the year, in fact. This has been a great month. My son turned 8 and had a party at the roller skating rink and no one got hurt! Christmas was full of family time, great food and thoughtful, wonderful presents. I'm taking a week's vacation in January and really looking forward to it. Until then I can look at this picture of my Christmas tree from this year and think of what a great month, and what a great year, it's been.

It's a whirlwind

I have no clue how it can possibly be December already. One week into December. Where has the year gone? I feel a certain gloominess just thinking about it all. I don't know why it expresses itself that way. The year has been a good one. Maybe it's because I'm behind on so many things, and instead of celebrating all the triumphs of the year my mind is focusing (today at least) on the mile-long list of things that didn't get done. Tomorrow will be better. I know it.

The picture above was taken in my office, while spinning in my chair. It captures the outside world (gray and bright in anticipation of snow) and one of the plants on my windowsill. The picture alone lightens the load.