There is frost on the ground this morning, and bright sunshine and the chill that I love to feel when I stick my toes out from under the covers to cool off. And the moon was huge and bright in the early morning. I scraped the frost from the car windshield before I left the house, packed for a weekend retreat with like-minded folks where we’ll be quiet together. The place is in the woods, next to the river, and the rooms are small and spare, with a little crucifix on the wall. I love to walk in the woods there. I am eager to finish my work for the day and head out for some quiet time. The world is just too busy and noisy sometimes- I sometimes wonder if I was meant for an earlier century.