“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


Merry Christmas Eve

The morning of Christmas Eve appears,
bringing with it colder air.
By tonight actual cold air.

Yesterday's storms brought tornado warnings and tornadoes all around us, though none here in my town, indeed it was impossible to watch the Grinch steal Christmas, the weather interruptions finally becoming the show. Flooded roads put a stop to my last minute gift buying and I am off this morning to finish it all, through possible snow flurries, what fun that would be, I am visualizing white flakes falling about me as I hit the long road to another county for a certain something, Christmas songs on the stereo, but the weather people are truly saying it's possible and I am hoping. The wind is blowing icy already.

There are gifts yet to be wrapped, and the quietness outside bespeaks a holiday mood. The quietness will change to busyness until the early afternoon, then the stores will close and all will head home, and it will be here, this year's Christmas, at least for those of us who begin our celebrations on Christmas Eve. I have always been the holdout in my family, preferring Christmas day, but there are multiple families to be considered, and other towns to be visited, and this year I have finally reached a peace with it all. Christmas Eve is perfect. My mother has made homemade fried apricot pies (my very, very favorite, and a weakness over which I have no control), and they are waiting for me. My family is waiting, Michael will be here, Maggie is still with me, Lily will keep me company at work while I wrap the last of the gifts, and I can sleep late tomorrow morning.

In the meantime, gray skies outside warn me to hurry.
Maybe snow today.
Tonight, maybe angels in the sky.

To all of you, bless you.
You have been gifts for me all year.

Tiny, yes, but still! Snow!
the angels sing for us all


  1. what would my year have been without you? ...you make me.. happy...think and tear up ..and that is good ...blessed.holiday.friend down the road!

    we are safe..covered the plants yet again...

  2. Have a wondrous and Blessed Christmas! I love that tree! What is it made out of?
    You have been an incredible gift for me (and I know I'm not alone on this!).
    Big hugs,

  3. Beautiful!!! Wishing you all the best - peace..love and joy!!!

  4. I love that tree! It made me smile Merry Christmas :)

  5. what a cute tree and snow oh wow that would be wonderful but we do have rain and we have been waiting sooooo long for rain so that's good too!!! Hope you Had a wonderful Christmas day!!

  6. i am seriously in love with that
    sweet little green tree...

    hoping your christmas was warm and bright...and thinking yes, i shall
    e~mail you today with thoughts i am


  7. Oh that sweet little tree is the most adorable thing I have ever seen!!! Where can I get me one of those?

    It's so strange, but my tastes are changing. I noticed it in the fall...for the first time in my life I looked at all the changing leaves and thought that they were gaudy! I didn't want to take pictures of them. Then, this Christmas I thought the same thing about all decorations red and green and gold. I wanted nothing but silver and blue and soft baby green. But I didn't have any such decorations, so I put up a tree with red anyways, and quickly took it down when I came home from my trip to the interior.
    What is happening to me? Everything seems so busy and tacky. I don't think I will get a tree next year. The kind of sweet little thing you have in your picture is really all I will be looking for.
    Could YOU be influencing this change in me? I am certain of it. xo


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