The solstice has passed. Now the year turns again toward the dark. More than ever I treasure these days as they grow shorter. In my own life I know I have fewer days left now than I have lived.
— Gunilla Norris, Journeying in PlaceThe solstice has passed. Now the year turns again toward the dark. More than ever I treasure these days as they grow shorter. In my own life I know I have fewer days left now than I have lived.
— Gunilla Norris, Journeying in Place