This week the bone-chilling winter winds of Washington have met my surprised face again and again. This week too, Mary Oliver’s beautiful poem White-Eyes met me in that place of sobering change. Oliver’s lyrical imagery, as well as the wild winds, remind me of Winter’s Blessing: many gifts are available in the dark.
Happy Solstice to All!
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