http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TAPS.195/My kind of arthourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TAPS.195/636316~ Memories ~ some come gently, some land hard A long shadow once you cast when then you trod upon this place, and left your footprints from the past, and happy smile upon my face for how we did then live. It was a time of mystic charm loving all that once you gave of self and never an alarm that...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TAPS.195/636200Day 60 ~ "A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease." ~ John Muir Days and days of rain and wind and chilling...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TAPS.195/636085Day 59 of Autumn and the sun is shining again ~ after days of rain When I think Autumn, I think of home ~ homemade bread, cookies, pies and cakes chili, soup, clothes, quilts, embroidered dishtowels, crocheted hotpads and throw rugs afghans, hats hot apple cider with cinnamon sticks cocoa with...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TAPS.195/635964I wonder what she'd do if I let Hulda in. Pitiful is acting crazy. She just can't stand it that each day I'm bringing one or two Santas out of storage and putting them where other things have been all year. Her dreams of a peaceful season at the end of the year are shattered. She is haunted as if...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TAPS.195/635837"Dreams.... make come back to life all that ever was dear to us..." ~abaskerjee Even though it was summer in Mexico, and festivities had nothing at all to do with Christmas, it was the large Santa that caught my eye and that I wanted to bring home for a souvenier. What fascinated me, was the fact...