Pots of tea and the snap of peppermint chocolate. A heap of blankets and a cat squarely in the middle. A hanging star in the morning light. Scooping, measuring, mixing and rolling. Cinnamon scones and unruly puddles of caramel. Slate grey skies and the squeak of snow beneath boots. Carrot-ginger soup with coconut cream and walnuts. Twine and paper labels and flickering candles. Children and hair-twirling worry and love. Friends and conversation and hearts’ ease. Smoothing crumpled anger and choosing forgiveness. Balsam, cedar and the solace of the woods. Deep loss, ghostly sadness and tentative, tender hope. Fear, uncertainty and the summoning of mother-strength. Thoughts of Christmas and clan. Finding the divine in all that remains simple, untethered and curiously beautiful.