What Happens Next

Oh, how I love the feeling of a fresh new year. Especially a new year that is greeted with freshly cleaned and organized closets.

There is still a pile by the door, waiting to be donated. And a few corners that need dusting. And one closet full of stash and crafting supplies that will have to wait for another day.

But otherwise, I have a clean and re-adorned house.

I love that part.

The one time a year that I swap out my regular decor for seasonal is Christmas. The day all of the festive decor comes down, I get a fresh look at all of my usual knick knacks, and re-arrange and tweak them to my heart's delight. Who needs a zen garden when they have things to arrange?

I wandered about outside for awhile yesterday morning, just taking it all in. My yard and gardens still need a good cleaning, but I like them that way. Poised on the edge between old life and the promise of new.

Just like the start of a new calendar year.

And it is going to be a good year, dear readers. I anticipate both sorrows and joys for all of us, but it will be good anyway. Life is beautiful. The Author of life is even more. And this tapestry, woven out of our story lines is intricate and complex and stunning.

I'm ready to see what happens next, are you?