It is an odd sort of limbo, this week between holidays.
I leave the tree up, turn it on each morning and let it illuminate the house. The vintage outdoor lights twinkle across the porch until it is dark yet again and time to climb back in bed.
The anticipation of shiny wrapped boxes and the rituals so filled with loving promise have passed. There is much work to be done, many corners to clean, much list writing and resolution pondering yet I think I will still linger long in my pajamas,
nurse my warm mug of coffee deep into the days for just a bit longer while I enjoy the last of the sparkles.
How about you?