This Sunday morning has shaped up to be just about perfect. After a very busy week fulfilling all other obligations and commitments, I finally have precious time to devote to spinning. The house is cozy, the Christmas tree is up, the snow is coming down, and the coffee is on. The sweet scent of honey from a nearby beeswax candle fills the air. The hauntingly beautiful sacred sounds of Hildegard von Bingen’s Canticles of Ecstacy fills my soul. I give my most humble thanks.
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