The wreaths are done in time for the first snowflakes of the season to leave traces of the white wintery blanket soon to come.  The last temperate day of late fall allowed just enough time to sweep away a few more leaves, trim the evergreens, stuff the boxes, and weave one or two unruly circles – no beginning, no end – of the sturdy pine boughs that reassuringly survive even the harshest and most frozen winter.

Tiny white lights bravely attempt to warm the crisp almost-winter evening as the longest night of the year fast approaches.  Resolutions begin to form like dreams in the deep dark night.

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