Winter

"True, she could remember the winters. Cold-terribly cold.... But time was so different-much slower, and not broken up into such little bits as now,
each one hurrying after the other like pieces of ice
on the creek in a March freshet.
There had only been seasons then.
Great wide seasons-
long arcs of time that stood over one like high Heaven itself.

Now it was different. There were too many events-Fourth of July celebrations, political rallies, county fairs, college commencements and the like. Left a body down right breathless keeping up with them. Broke up time into too many pieces-small hurrying pieces, rushing to catch something that was always ahead. Spoiled any kind of thinking.


Spoiled people, too. People used to be big-like the place and time. They didn't move too fast. There had been a kind of peace that went with those great stretches of blue time arching over the seasons. Yes, people were big then. . . .


She felt crowded. People talked so much and about too many things. They didn't finish one subject half before they were talking about something else. They nicked up time-that's what they did-nicked it up into little pieces. One little piece for this and another little piece for that. Made themselves little too, to fit into the pieces. That's what made the days seem so short, and-so little. Now the world was just like a crazy quilt. Nobody could say a crazy quilt was restful, either."
-Exerpt from Kings Row by Henry Bellamann (See side bar for more about this novel.)

Here's to living in the great wide seasons. . .

Christmas Week with Tim's brother, Ted and his wife, Lisa: Christmas cookies
Christmas presents

A pleasant windy trip to the Atlantic (more pictures of this to come later)

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Smooch!

First of all, many of you let me know that you couldn't post comments on the blog last post. I have no idea what happened-blogger technical difficulity-but I saw that the post had a couple of hundred hits, so I felt the love even if you couldn't say it! And this post has some goofy formatting. Again-sorry. How it looks on the creation page, and the preview page, is different from how it actually posts. But I think most of you are smart enough to read words even if they are broken by a line. I'm tired of messing with it!

Onto this post...We had a fabulous visit with Tim's brother, Tom, his wife, Alexis and their 4 month old, Bella. They came in for 3 days or so. If Tim and I were to ever have a biological child, he or she would probably look a lot like Bella. She's adorable, so we can't complain! Both boys were exceedingly sweet with her. C wanted to kiss her whenever he saw her, and J was very attentive to her needs.

Naturally, Tim had a great time bonding with a baby girl.

We celebrated Christmas with them while they were here. The boys had fun opening presents "for Jesus' birthday", and have taken to saying, "Ho! Ho! Ho!" whenever they see Santa!

Unbeknownest to all of us, "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" became our Christmas theme. Tom and Alexis got J a remote control Tarantella (of which both boys are terrified, by the way. Tim had WAY too much fun sneaking that scary toy into their beds. . . . It took a while before C felt secure in his bed last night.) Though, instead of screaming when it approached, the boys apprehensiviely laughed and ran away from it this morning. So, maybe it will grow on them.

In the meantime, we got Bella a felt book of the song, "The Itsy Bitsy Spider," which she enjoyed gumming.

Then, C got a Karoke microphone from Tom and Alexis that plays, what else..."The Itsy Bitsy Spider!" C loves carrying that microphone around and full body dancing to the songs it plays!

Other gifts exchanged include a big puppy dog chair for Bella, a few DVDs for the boys, a sling shot for Tom (from Tim), a huge flying disk for the boys (Tim included), and the recently released New Testament on CD preformed by actors such as Samuel L. Jackson, Denzel Washington, and Angela Bassett, for me. Awesome.

Thanks Tom and Alexis! It was a very Merry early Christmas!

Ted, Tim's littlest brother (and youngest), and his wife Lisa are flying here as I write this to spend Christmas week with us. We haven't had the opportunity to really bond with them as a couple since they're still newlyweds, so we're looking forward to that time together. I'm sure we'll have plenty of pics to post from their visit next week. Have a Merry Christmas!

Each morning, we've taken to singing

"This is the day, this is the day

that the Lord has made, that the Lord has made.

I will rejoice, I will rejoice

and be glad in it, and be glad in it.

This is the day that the Lord has made.

I will rejoice and be glad in it.

This is the day, this is the day

that the Lord has made."

I can honestly say that I don't think either boy needed this daily reminder to be joyful. But it's done me good. I wonder at what age I quit joyfully leaping out of bed at 7:00 am, donning my reindeer antlers with glee, and giggling with wonder at the delectability of cheese. Kids have taught us, or at least reminded us, of a lot of lessons, not the least of which has been to be thankful for the day we have, and to live it with a joyful heart.

Oh, Christmas Tree...