Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Gelid Is The Night
White the snow, shines against the blackness of the sky, and empty the surroundings of anything living...Gelid is the night. Cold and age do not mix well. It seems the mind becomes a slush that moves slowly and will not expel properly, the words and thoughts for spitting out what I know is in there...
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Friday, December 22, 2017
Thirteen Quilts And A Hot Brick
Thirteen handmade quilts piled one on top of the other, a brick heated in the fireplace on the remaining hot coals before it was banked for the night, homemade thick rag rugs on each side of the bed, and a chamber pot beneath. The warmth of the dwindling fire gave out but our bodies huddled together...
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Thursday, December 21, 2017
The Time Of Destruction
I think I'm too old for Christmas--not the spirit of Christmas, not the singing of Christmas, not the giving at Christmas, not the happiness of Christmas. It's all there in my heart. What is it then that I'm too old for? Well, mainly, why does everything have to be wrapped up in pretty paper and...
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Thursday, December 14, 2017
No Restraint
I bought lots of candies today (mostly variations containing chocolate) and cookies covered in sugar crystals, and then put them all in my biggest and prettiest crystal containers. I did this for two reasons--first because it makes a pretty Christmas decoration, and second to offer to guests that...
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Wednesday, December 13, 2017
Shine On Christmas Star
It is too bad that at this time when all things should be beautifully decorated and all people be gloriously happy, and music in the air everywhere, with wonderful goodies to share with people who come to tea, and the house have the aroma of cinnamon and spice or fresh evergreen tree, that little...
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