I hear there are mornings soft like rain streams meandering into meadows, days warmed hummed out melodies, fields wide as wisdom, rivers full of light. I hear you will picnic on banks of beauty running free, eat the fruit of…
After the Night
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Facing the After Christmas Let-Down
By Katie Heid The Christmas tree is finally down in my home. We’ve gorged ourselves on the remaining sweets. Tinsel and ornaments are tucked away, and the outside lights no longer illuminate the neighborhood. Those wonderful sights of Christmas anticipation…