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Wednesday, 2 December 2015
My mind wanders . . .
Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
~Sara Coleridge
Grey . . . are the days when December veils the world in fog and grey mists. With dusk each day comes the sweet and welcome thought of lamplight, and book . . . and firelit room.
No shaft of glory cleaves the skies . . . the sun cuts a short swathe in it's journey overhead. Brief is the light and long the night, as hour by hour the year quickly advances towards it's death . . .
And yet . . . resurrection awaits . . . buried beneath the Winter's frozen tomb. Dreams of cups of gold crocus and orchards white with the bloom of April . . .
The sun . . . it feels like the smile of God upon the earth below . . . as the year grows old and the bleak winds blow and days shorten . . . the grieving sky is touched with golds and hues of blue. Blessings fall as cloud rolls back and light breaks through to kiss the earth.
Shortest day . . . longest night. From frozen hand we take this thing most wonderful . . . that gift which crowns the ending of the year. The Christmas miracle . . .
Todd has a gold. I hope its not a man-cold. Those are the worst. There has been a nasty cold and cough going around. Also what they call the Winter Vomiting Bug over here. I know several people who have had it. I hope it all misses me.
I got all of my Christmas Cards written yesterday, ready to post out today. Todd grumbles at the cost, but it is a small price to pay I feel, for such heartfelt feelings of joy. As I pen each message and name . . . I say a little prayer, an added touch of love and mercy for those I am thinking of. It turns what might feel like a chore into something almost sacred for me. I like that. This might be the only time of year that I have contact with some. To me it is very special.
A thought to carry with you through today . . .
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Everything on the face of the earth
is constantly being transformed
because the Earth is alive and has a soul.
~Paulo Coelho
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Cooking in The English Kitchen today . . . Slow-fried Lemon and Oregano Potatoes.
Have a wonderful Wednesday! Don't forget!
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And I do too!
Darling I hope that Todd feels better and soon. I also pray you do not catch the bug.
ReplyDeleteOur day has been grey and rainy but far from cold. It hasn't beem blisteringly hot so that is wonderful in my book. I had a little blessing yesterday. I sent one parcel but the postal working easily fit it through the letter slot and she saved me some money. I found some old Christmas stamps so it only clost me $1.60 to update the postage. Every penny counts.
God bless your both,
Suzan
Take care you two~
ReplyDeleteI am mailing my overseas cards tomorrow..I hope..
Wuthering Heights here..fog and grey:(
It is always a blessing when something like that happens Suzan!! I love these tender mercies which crop up now and again! God is good! xoxo
ReplyDeleteIt's been pretty Wuthering Heights here too Monique! Where is Heathcliff when you want him? lol We are sending ours in two lots. The Canadian ones went yesterday. Today it is the American ones! xoxo