There are golden flowers, and golden leaves outside my window, shining in a world of green. When I woke up this morning, the sun was coming over the mountain, through a mist-filled forest. All the sounds around me were that of water, tinkling like fairy bells. I’m dreaming of a new place now, a new home. I feel a little anxious too, about our move to Slovenia, and trying to get everything packed and cleaned in time.
I listen to calming music. I broke my own rule of not listening to Christmas carols before December, but I love this song. There is something were soothing and beautiful about Mary singing to her child.