Dear Universe (again...),
Why is it that every time I blink, another month has gone by? Another month filled with too many work deadlines, countless trips to Target, and a zillion recipes baked/cooked/served up undocumented?
Time flies always. And now, around the holidays, more than ever.
Please help me to stop. To make time to take time. To breathe. And take pictures. And savor the smell of spicy ginger and creamy white wine. To bask in the glow of a sparkling evergreen and sink into a deliciously cozy blanket.

Isn't that what it's all about anyways?

How are you taking time today?