Christmas 2018 is past; not even a trace remains–except, of course, the memories and the gifts. The tree is down, ornaments are boxed away. As Matt tackled the complex world of Word Press on my computer and got it back into its old, familiar, much more user-friendly format, Nathan and I took boxes to […]
Dec 29, 2018
A Satisfying Cup of Memories
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The Christmas tree, decorations, Santa gourds, Christmas candles, are all packed away. Some people leave everything up until January 6, Twelfth Night, but I’ve never done that. When another year rolls around, I like to have the old year snugly put away. This was a wonderful Christmas, a time of being with my family. I […]
Dec 26, 2018
Happy Boxing Day
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In many countries, this is Boxing Day, and I don’t mean it’s a time when we put on gloves and solve all our differences with combat. The day after Christmas is a day when some people give gifts to those who serve them on Christmas Day and throughout the year. The gifts are boxed and, […]
Dec 21, 2018
The Places I’ve Been
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Books! And, the places they’ve taken me. I’ve always loved children’s books, especially at Christmas. Those three in the cover picture were read to many, many children through the years, starting with my son, then my kindergarteners, then my grandchildren. Books have taken me all over the world without even leaving town. And, the experiences […]
Dec 9, 2018
The Visitor Who Did Not Come
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A weather forecast promising four inches of snow, then two inches, then a dusting, then, maybe, nothing at all is singularly deflating. Yesterday was cold enough for snow, but it didn’t show up. What did show up was cold and a lot of nothing falling from the skies–not even oobleck, Dr. Seuss. In glancing back […]
Dec 8, 2018
Waiting for Old Man Winter
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Here I sit–waiting. And looking out of my window on the world. Everything is about the same color–gray. It isn’t, really, I guess–the leaves are brown, neighbor’s house is red brick and his car is black but, if you’ll forgive my saying so, everything looks blah and gray. Is the weatherman right or will he […]
