Just a small amount of work today then I am done. This means that today I have finally put up the Christmas cards. I have mixed feelings about cards, they can feel a lot of effort and like everything, if I let go of expectations and welcome the what is, it goes much better. So I can celebrate the joy they bring : here are 3 of my favourites, as I like humour and beauty and the love and tenderness evident in forehead kisses. I don't exchange cards with lots of my loved ones and that's fine. This is what works - all my interactions differ and so some people I send cards, some I hug, some I might not do anything but it's all ok.
I have also spent a considerable amount of the morning trying to photograph the underside of my bath, which was not as easy as I thought. The result I think also has a certain beauty (the fact that I think it looks like a leaking breast tells me I need a holiday) but I'm not currently seeing any humour or tenderness. One day maybe I will be able to look back and smile, cos one day I will have got it sorted...
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