And the shortest day came, and the year died.
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow white world
Came people singing, dancing, to drive the dark away.

I caught these photos while driving home from the North. These are the days of mystery! Tomorrow is the Winter Solstice, when the darkness looms and the day is its shortest. It is time to carry that light inside, and prepare for the coming of our King.


Above, your dose of cuteness for the week! This time of year is usually my favorite. But it seems somehow way too hectic this year. Time for the tao of tea, quiet, and misty cold mornings. If you're looking for a good book, try The Road. Although it is difficult and painful, I believe it is worth the strain. Cormac M. speaks the language of beauty.


Then suddenly you're left all alone
with your body that can't love you
and your will that can't save you.

But now, like a whispering in dark streets,
rumors of God run through your dark blood.
- Rilke

As for things to make you shine - catch La Danse before it is gone from Cinema 21. Its haunting and provocative and incredibly beautiful.

photography by Saul Leiter (1950s)