It's the shortest day, which welcomes in all the gifts of Winter. So many gifts coming this winter: a new year, a new President, more people vaccinated--there is so much to be hopeful for on this literal darkest of days.
Not a lot to show you except a lot of crazy movement on the Little Nestucca--due to the three inches of rain we've had in the past few days:
And the bulbs are bulbing.
I need to stop reading books about sociopathic killers who look like everyday people. I read "They Want to Be Us" (sociopaths in a rich private high school) and "They Never Learn" (sociopaths in a small private college). Now I'm reading what I *think* is a cozy mystery set in Aspen, called "White Elephant". I'll report back soon.