❄️ Season’s Greetings

From the quieter side of winter.
From the desk where ink dries slowly and ideas keep their coats on.
From a season that prefers lamplight to headlines,
and a compass rose kept carefully pointing north.

Wishing you warmth without noise, clarity without glare,
and just enough irony to keep the tea honest.

— Kimberly Twain ✒️🧭