At the light returning

A lovely serendipitous encounter.  I just now dropped into Burdick's to—ahem—admire the chocolate snowmen.  On my way out, I passed two nice women at the corner table.  One stopped me to say, "I love your colors!"  (Bluegreen and greenblue, of course.).  And the other said, "Oh.  You're a writer, aren't you?"  I am, yes.  "You wrote Cloud & Ashes."  Glowing, I admitted that.  And she said, "You have to teach yourself how read that book.  I adore it."  And I told her that I write for readers like herself.

That was the very best solstice gift ever.

Wishing you, as I did them, a joyful, healthy, prosperous, creative New Year.

Nine