The tree is a haze of small lights; I'll keep it up until Epiphany, as usual. A cluster of candles, cinnamon and clove, melting to a puddle on a plate. The chicken casserole in the oven for such a long time – I added some chili peppers to the recipe, just enough to heat it up, along with lots of dried green herbs. Bath running, orange oils and salts; reading Dinesen, Jansson. Slept all day, but that's all right – tomorrow I'll use green tea to wake myself up and get some work done; but tonight is just the warm cave, full of rich smells and dim colored lights, against the chilly dark.
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