Looking through this year's pictures, it's obvious that my favorite subjects are flowers, cats, and flowers and cats.
I've been feeling kind of stuck, unsure, insecure.
Roads not taken. I always get melancholy around the holidays.
Then I read this beautiful post on Floret and let myself dream of a flower farm. Took out my gardening books and scribbled plans for a cutting garden, which may not ever exist, but the act of planning and dreaming is enough for now.
Aji confided that she would like her very own cutting garden.
She is on my lap as I write this. Cats (and flowers) are an excellent remedy for melancholia.