Christmas morning 2022. I found this wonder waiting for me, sprawled across my bedroom window. I've always loved these little surprises in the winter. The secret energies and tribulations of the night passed, still lingering in the surrounding elements. To me the message is the same as it ever was. It's in the morning frost the same as it's in any symphony, or natural rhythm in this world. It's in the wind and inside beating hearts. It's inside the cycles of the seasons and of war and peace.

Beautiful chaos.