Flying in the dark

I am barreling towards Winter Solstice.  As usual.  The forces of time and space and sense press in on me.  I feel like I am inside a sturdy old barrel the flow rushing me towards the mother of falls.

No splintering crash for me though.  I clearly see shooting out over the water and into the spray in slow-mo...  In the next frame I am on to the next thing.  A change of scenery.

December light.  Scarce, spare...still breath-taking...or maybe it's especially so.

I went to a lighting store with Leo and Danielle this week.  Never having owned my own home, this outing proved unexpectedly exotic.  A space packed with lights.  In December?  Electric heaven.  I surprised myself by loving this hanging crystal ring light.

I have been catching up on episodes of The Mindy Project.  They are little power shots of vitamin D, great for breaking up the long December dark.

Peace and safe flying.