Monday, December 29, 2008


"Silence is more musical than any song." -- Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)

It is quiet. Company has slowly fled into the snowy onslaught. I can hear the ticking of the clock above the door, the tapping of my fingers on the keys, one dog's sighs and the other's snores, the patter of rain against slush and newly exposed mud beneath.

Today is a day for cleaning, putting away the holiday fare, laundering sheets, throwing away leftovers.

The norm. Back to the every day.

It is quiet. And quiet is good.

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