The clouds drenched in the glow of dusk, smoldered as the sun plummeted westward, descending past the horizon.  As the sky began to cool and dim, a moment of tranquility endured – quiet, still, ephemeral, before the day gave in wholly to the night.  An instance where change is immutable – the world…

I’ve always loved Christmas, and I still do.  I find myself, sometimes without conscious knowledge, belting out carols to my family’s dismay.  I know and love all the standards, even second and third verses, where my family is quite certain I’m making up the words.  They are ingrained in my brain,…