Tag: Christmas
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When Christmas Feels Quiet
This year, Christmas feels off—like a melody out of tuneor a candle that flickers but won’t quite catch.I watch the world wrap itself in tinsel,but the glitter can’t seem to coverthe ache underneath. It’s not just me—you feel it too, don’t you?The heaviness in the air,the numb shuffle through decorated aisles,like joy is hiding somewhereand…
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Winter Beneath the Hawthorn
Dear Wanderer, The Green Hawthorn holds its vigil, its branches a quiet offering to the winter sky, still adorned with a scattering of crimson berries— the last gifts of the year. They shine like tiny flames against the muted tapestry of Tennessee’s December. . The land is bare, yet alive, the air brisk with a…
Field Notes of a Wanderer 