A Quiet Turn of the Year

When You Know, You Know.

New Year’s doesn’t always arrive with noise.

Sometimes it comes softly, padding into the room like a cat at dawn. No announcements. No demands. Just a gentle reminder that time is moving forward, whether we rush it or not.

The house is calm tonight. The tree still glows in the corner, stubbornly festive, as if not quite ready to let go. Piki explores every sound. Eva settles in, patient and steady, her presence grounding the moment.

There’s something comforting about ending the year this way. No lists on the wall. No resolutions shouted into the dark. Just a quiet appreciation for what held us together. Warm rooms. Familiar routines. The simple joy of animals who stay close without asking for anything more than a place to belong.

As the calendar turns, we don’t ask the new year to be louder or bigger. We ask it to be kind. To bring more mornings like this. More evenings where nothing needs fixing. More moments where the heart recognizes that it is already home.



Here’s to steady lights, loyal companions, and a year that unfolds gently, one honest day at a time.