Christmas is a quiet celebration at our house, by choice. My husband and I enjoyed good food, afternoon naps, and engaging books. The days between Christmas and New Year's are a time of introspection and rejuvenation for me. It's a time to set aside the superhero costume for a while and relax without obligation. The New Year will pull and tug at us soon enough.
This week on Facebook and Instagram, I shared a favourite quote of mine by the classic artist, Henri Matisse. These words are a great source of comfort for me, particularly as a self-taught artist.
Evergreen trees are such a big part of the Christmas season and I find myself missing their delicious scent. My musings put me in mind of my favourite poem by Robert Frost.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
the woods are lovely, dark and deep,
but I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
With that, I bid 2017 farewell, adieu, adios. When next we meet, it will be a brand new year! I have an announcement I'm excited to share early next week. Join me on Facebook and Instagram for all the details.