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Celebrating all of the little things in life that make it so wonderful.

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We just celebrated the Christmas that wasn’t -- wasn’t quite normal. To complicate our December life, Kerm and I both managed to be ill at the same time, two weeks before Christmas. We finished none of the usual preparations.There were no frosted roll-out cookies, no toffee or fudge, no “flaky friends” porch decorations, and we were still putting ornaments on the tree the day after Christmas. The house itself was in rather wild disorder and I never did get the dusting even started. Our Swedish t
Rejoice! ‘Tis the season of happiness and peace. It is also the season of grief for those who have lost too much. Rejoicing is difficult. It helps, amid grief, to be grateful for all the good times we have had and I am grateful. But I also mourn during the times when I am feeling bereft. Often, celebration seems out of place. But it really isn’t. We all carry difficult burdens. We need to be aware that when everyone around seems to be full of merriment; it is not because they have no pain, but b
‘Tis Thanksgiving Day!! “Frosty nights now bring frosty dawns, when {along the streams} each twig and stem is covered with hoarfrost.  Until the sun is well up and the day has begun to warm, it is a fantastic world of filigree.”*  Of course, there have been snowy Thanksgivings, but more often, the weather runs from a bit chilly but snow-less, to the occasional day of snow.  We’ve had both kinds. The 1966 Thanksgiving, prior to our eldest son’s birth, was mild and cloudy. I remember taking a walk
Humph!! Growl!! We have changed the clocks again, to standard time, and those of us who prefer DST, are little globs of gloom as the day fades into darkness, earlier and earlier. Of course, as always, we will survive, but don’t expect us to like it, though I did receive some better thoughts on the time change via an article, sent to me by someone who probably observes my annual grumping. The author encouraged thoughts that fall and winter darkness can mean coziness, warm blankets, fires in the w
“Boo-o-o ---- Brr ----- Shiver -----Howl------these are some of the sounds we might be hearing tomorrow night on Samhain (pronounced Sa-ween) All Hallows Eve, or Halloween. It began as a Celtic Harvest Festival and was the beginning of their new year. Now, in America, it has nothing to do with the new year, or, in most places, the harvest, but spooks and witches appear almost before the Autumn Equinox in September, and Halloween has become the second most-decorated holiday of the year. Kerm and
Mid-October, and our gardens are mostly in their “off to sleep: mode”. Pots have been brought in, some to the house, where they take their chances on my neglect, and the geraniums and dahlias are on the garage where they hibernate. Frost has come with gusto --- 23 degrees! We haven’t cleaned up by cutting down many stalks for they provide seeds and shelter for birds and insects. The gardens do look a little wild, with every kind of stem and stalk pointing in varied directions; rather like the mo
October is probably my favorite month. Or, hmmm...is it May?  😊  Both are wonderful; May with all the new, fragrant growth, and October with the beauty and distinctive aroma of growth fading away. On October 7th the Hunter’s Full Moon will shine. The gem for October is the opal, a milky, iridescent stone. Opals have long been associated with bad luck, tears and sadness, but they remind me more of a moonlit night over snow. For a while, I wore my grandmother’s opal ring, but I was too young for s
In Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island, the beautiful purple asters growing along the roadside are called “Farewell Summers.” I think this is an apt name for them; they hold all the richness and essence of summer moving into fall. Birds are leaving for warmer climates (our hummingbird danced in front of our window to tell us “goodbye”), and woodchucks are eating all they can hold to tide themselves over the winter. Sadly, for them though, if they show a fuzzy head amid my carrots, it is “Goodby

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