Hands

Tonight marks Christmas Eve and a few other unexpectedly joyous events. Dale finished organising my yoga room (aka spare bedroom!) but could never be classed as a junk room cuz clutter would defeat the purpose of a peaceful space. Keeping with a tradition we both inherited from our families we each open a present on Christmas Eve saving the rest for the morning. I got a lovely note and a beautiful carved pair of hands that humbly cup out to grasp whatever is offered. Merry Christmas!