Time sure gets away from me. Seems like most times I come to post an entry it has been forever since the last one. For any readers, I apologize!

Yesterday morning I was walking up to the monastery about 6:30. There was a touch of winter in the air (Our weather recently has been more like Fall than Winter; this morning was no exception.)

Since it was still quite dark, I was looking down to make sure I didn't slide on some broken twigs or wet leaves. A short distance from our house I looked up and saw an almost breathtaking view. There was a slight foggy mist hanging above the road, and the streetlights had taken on a lustrous shine. Since the fog was not heavy, it gave the appearance of being gently laid out so it would float quietly just above eye level, creating a space where something magical might happen. It formed a filmy scarf  suspended between me and the front lights of the monastery while the air around the building itself was clear. The chapel's stained glass was brightly lit as usual.

I didn't recall seeing fog just like that before, so I stopped and tried to absorb the scene. A jogger was approaching and I wondered if I should suggest he stop and look back as he passed. I greeted him, but he was absorbed and didn't respond. I didn't try to tell him, but I was sorry he missed it.

This was quite a lovely Advent/Christmas gift from mother nature. It will stay in my memory for a while, I'm sure. I hope it doesn't too soon fade away like the fog.

a Kentucky monk