Although Christmas was green, a little snow has since arrived to add some nighttime sparkle to my backyard.
Inside, there is some simmering going on at My Little Home.
Some is contained in the stockpot.
Some is in me, wondering about whether a very old friendship is over or needs to be redefined.
At what point does one say the following?: "I've tried, but this is one disappointment too many."
(Funny how a letdown with one person led to delight with others filling in the gap.)
For now, I crave some quiet time...
...to decide whether to knit things together (again), or let them unravel and move forward.
Warm Wishes,
Karen
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