Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime. ~Laura Ingalls Wilder, American writer
To be a child at Christmastime!
To once again behold this world
With awe. And joy. And hope. And love.
Or to be an adult at Christmastime!
Shopping for gifts and wrapping them, too.
Cooking the meal, cleaning up, and sneaking a nap.
Or to be a bush at Christmastime!
Covered in white, listening to the universe.
Perhaps shivering a bit under the snow.
Note: Whatever your role this holiday season, I wish you and yours a most blessed Christmas, with a happy and healthy 2021 to come! I’m taking a wee blogging break — back soon.
If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees. ~Hal Borland, American author
I woke up to snow on Wednesday morning!
When the stomach is full the heart is glad. ~Dutch proverb
Here I sit, watching and waiting
For something to move in the field.
I’m not choosy; I’m not rating.
Whatever moves will be my yield.
The corn is gone and all revealed:
Tender mouse, squirrel, and bunny.
Oh happy day, the bell just pealed,
Dinner is served and it’s yummy!
Note: Poetry form is Huitain.
Learning is a treasure that will follow its owner everywhere. ~Chinese Proverb
I’m probably the last person in the civilized world to learn this — and if you’ve known it forever, just mosey on down the road, trying not to snicker too loudly — but laundry is lots more fun when using wool balls!