I love this week. It's a week to lay low, to savour the holidays after the rush and excitement of Christmas and before the glitz and glamour that is New Year's Eve. Often we hit the ski hills, but the weather has been less than optimal this year and so we've spent most of it in quiet seclusion beside the fire, ridding ourselves of the chill that comes with minus twenty degree temperatures and a blustery wind outside the walls of the old farmhouse.
The world around us is frozen, the only colour on a grey horizon the sparkle of distant Christmas lights at dusk. Inside we light the lamps and the tree lights, catch up with friends over a pot of beef stew and fresh made bread, and sit with our books, our tech toys, and our projects.
To me, this week is similar to the first week of September. It's time to reflect and to enjoy, to plan and to dream. To relax with loved ones and let the moment take us where it may knowing full well that this pause will pass, that 2012 will come ringing in, and that another new year, full of activity and joy and life will soon be upon us.