Posted December 14, 2019 by katry
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“Christmas is the day that holds all time together.”

Posted December 14, 2019 by katry
Categories: Musings

The rain was so heavy I stayed in bed and listened. I like the sound. Henry and Jack were asleep, one beside me and the other at the foot of the bed. When I stirred, they did too. We all went downstairs. Our usual routine had begun.

Yesterday I got two little trees which are now in stands in the dining room. I knew rain was coming so I wanted dry trees. After I make room in the living room, I’ll start to decorate. They are great tree, cute and full.

My cow was tipped this morning so I set it right. I got really wet.

When I was in the fifth grade, we sang Christmas carols uptown. A stand had been set up on the street by the sidewalk in front of The Children’s Corner. Every night a different group entertained the shoppers. We were given John Hancock Christmas carol books. They had a blue cathedral with stained glass windows on the front. I still have one. I don’t know how we sounded, but I don’t think it mattered. We were singing Chrismas carols. Anything goes.

I am behind my usual Christmas doings, but I’m catching up. This weekend I’ll finish decorating the house and then the trees. I’ll start my shopping list so I can make my goodies. I bought a bag of oranges so I can dry the slices and make a garland. I already made my vanilla and just have to put it into jars to give to people. I feel energized now that everything Christmas is coming together. I do have some wrapping but for my friends here on the cape and in New Hampshire. I’ll wrap in the evenings while I watch Hallmark.

The rain has stopped and the wind is gone. It is 52˚, rather warm, and it will get even warmer. All the snow has melted. Today doesn’t look so much like winter anymore, but I’m not complaining. Christmas doesn’t depend on the weather.

Dónde Está Santa Claus: Augie Rios

Posted December 13, 2019 by katry
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Five Pound Box Of Money: Pearl Bailey

Posted December 13, 2019 by katry
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Adam Faith: Lonely Pup In A Christmas Shop

Posted December 13, 2019 by katry
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Bring a Torch Jeanette Isabella: Callie & Colette

Posted December 13, 2019 by katry
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Posted December 13, 2019 by katry
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“Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin – inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night.”

Posted December 13, 2019 by katry
Categories: Musings

The snow is melting off the roofs and tree branches. The day is warm, in the 40’s. The breeze is slight and only moves small branches and dead leaves. The sky is cloudy, but the sun is strong behind the light grey clouds and gives out a hazy light. It will rain tonight.

My packages have been sent to Colorado. Today I’m going to decorate the house. The dining room is the only room festooned with Christmas though here and there are poinsettias. Their bright red flowers lend color everywhere they sit. I’ve decided to get a couple of small trees, one slightly bigger than the other. I’ll put them in the corner of the living room. This afternoon, before it starts to rain, I’ll head on out to pick my trees.

I’m making a list and checking it twice, but it is a list of the goodies I’m going to make and the ingredients I’ll need. Orange cookies top the list. They were my mother’s favorite and are my friend Clare’s favorite. Snickerdoodles are my friend Tony’s favorite. They’re on the list. My sister Sheila gets fudge. It is from a recipe my mother got from a friend years and years ago. It was my father’s favorite. He used to hide it under the couch. I’ll also choose a new cookie or two.

When I was a kid, everything about Christmas was magical, especially the Christmas tree. It was always in the corner of the living room and filled with as many lights as my father could untangle. The biggest ornaments were at the top to keep them safe from kids and a dog. The bottom branches were sometimes overfilled with ornaments as that was where my sisters could reach. To light the tree one of us had to crawl underneath the branches to plug in the cords. I remember sitting on the couch just looking at the beautiful tree. It was always a beautiful tree.

What day is today?

Posted December 12, 2019 by katry
Categories: Musings

Yesterday I gave no thought to the day and went ahead and posted. Only later did I realize it was Wednesday, my day of rest. I guess even a small bit of snow discombobulated me; consequently, I am taking today as my day of rest. I have much to do: my uke lesson, the dump, UPS to mail my Colorado gifts and finally some decorating. If I have time, I am post later. If not, today is Wednesday!

Let It Snow: Judy Collins

Posted December 11, 2019 by katry
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