Of Bears and Penguins

Advent 10:

I tell you what, somedays, I just have no idea what to write.

I'm knackered, and I have a little cough - just a little one.

It drizzled all day here, the water beaded on the office windows in tiny, relentless dashes. It was gray, and nearly dark at 3:50. I drove around after work, and poked about a few little shops on the Delmar Loop, tried on some slippers, looked at some jewelry, supported a local book store with a purchase of Julie and Julia.

So much for a profound advent reflection...

This season of waiting is sometimes one of silence.