White Winter, Rich and Full

Snow and winter and winter and snow.  
I like today. 
It is blissfully quietly introverted time. 
Just flannel. 
Just the quintessential 'Winter Song'. 
Just a little white cup of coffee, and on it the letter 'j'. 
Just one white candle which somehow blends the scents of mint and winter.  (MAGICAL THING.) 
Ticking clock. 
Cozy home. 
Day full of challenges suited to my calling. 
Challenging, for sure, but interesting and purposed nonetheless.

Changing Winds

November has arrived, and I welcome it. 
(See related post in previous Novembers.   This is an unapologetic trend.)

Every year I feel a relief in this month, because the world quiets down.  I find my cadence as a teacher, and the days move seamlessly.  I can take a breath.  I remember my place.  

Sometimes at school it's astonishing to me that it takes so long for everyone to find this rhythm to life.  Other times it's astonishing that it all comes together so fast.  It's only been a few weeks (of reckoning moments, awkward moments, brilliant hopeful moments, tiring moments, confusing moments....etc....) with kids, and now they are my people.  I know what need.  They know what I mean.  Relief.