Well okay; there is no denying that my second reason for the post Christmas blues is apprehension about what next year will bring under the helm of "the man who would be king", my name for our president elect. That prospect chased me right back under the covers the morning after the night of Christmas, fearing the Grinch and his elves who may be about to steal decency, women's rights, environmental protections... etc., etc.
Waiting, watching, and ready to be a lot more involved in some way.
Some snippets of flowers that appeared around the house-
Gold leaf from Max