Back to the Pond

It is strange how Christmas Music can be so wonderful and seem so hopeful then suddenly, become something to be avoided at all costs, at least for this season. Despite the music going out of Christmas, I forced myself to get back to the pond. It is a very cold day to run but with a sun that still shines, just setting sooner on this day than I had hoped. So yes, the music ends, but with a blessings and a laugh. "And also with you."

An Old Irish Blessing
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.