I prefer mine stale. I like food that fights back.
And hope you have a wonderful 2017!
The tree is trimmed. The presents are bought, although I do still have to make a few. The streets are alive with light; a warm carnival embrace. And I am happy to be alive. And I am filled with love and gratitude to all my dear friends for the love they show me. My heart swells to bursting with happiness and life.
There truly is something magical about this season. Some special sparkle in the air that makes us a bit more open, a bit more caring. Perhaps it’s the eggnog, the Southern Comfort, the sugar high from one too many tasty Tollhouses or succulent sandtarts. But I don’t think so. I think it’s something in us, some shared knowledge, desire, need, to feel closer to the ones we love, and even to the ones we don’t even know.
Perhaps we carry it from our earliest of days, when there were no explanations, no sciences to take away our fear of the early fading of the light, the killing frost, as we huddled around fires of warmth and protection; of life.
Perhaps we need to feel that fear from time to time to rekindle the fire of our own humanity. And we should be happy that no matter how smart we become, some tiny reptilian part of our over-wise noggins still retains that wonder as we look up at the darkening sky with its multitude of tiny lights and we feel small in the face of it, and also magnified; we feel a need for kinship, for sharing, for redemption.
Or perhaps it is just the eggnog.
Have a Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanukkah, a Blessed Yule. I hope someone holds you in their arms and shares their warmth, if even for a moment.
Well, my dears! We find ourselves at my favorite time of year. Ah, the comforting chill of Autumn. Yes, Jane loves the knife’s edge in the air, the chance to wear woolly sweaters, the wafting scent of burning things. Well, of course, I do live in Reading, PA, so the air always seems to be redolent of burning things, but somehow, at this time of year, it seems more comforting than distressing.
We must now begin thinking of our annual Holiday card. I know, I know…I am aware that I am being awfully PC with this appellation, but when one has so many friends from so many backgrounds and ethnicities…Well, the table must simply be laid for everyone!
And so, I don my craft cap, which aids my creative process, and also keeps my ears warm. Yes, Jane does enjoy her home on the less temperate side; “pile on the warm cozies!”, is what I say.
So now I’ll go fire up my creative energies. Whilst I’m at that, take a moment for yourselves and enjoy the season: take a walk, sniff the air, and marvel at the glorious majesty of nature all dressed up for her Autumnal Ball.
Until next time, darlings.