By Tanya Ward Goodman
We’ve been busy this week. Lighting candles, creating a forest of sugar trees. There’s a snap in the air and last night the fog caught in the glow of my headlights reminded me of snow. I wore a sweater all day, though I crossed paths with girls in shorts and thin skirts, their bare shoulders brown from the sun. It’s winter in Los Angeles. Leaves litter my yard and the days are short. Soup dinner tonight and palm tree view in the morning. Merry and happy.