What I learned in Vermont the other day – places aren’t necessarily my home. People are.
Month: December 2012
Yesterday was St. Stephen’s Day, also known as Boxing Day. Have no idea why it’s one of my favorite days of the season. Perhaps it’s because I like to believe and practice that there really are 12 Days of Christmas beginning with the big day and leading up to the beautiful Feast of the Epiphany, or Little Christmas.
Molly and I drove up to Vermont yesterday to join old friends and family for hugs, visiting and good cheer. We’ve woken up to a gorgeous snowstorm, albeit we must take care in it.
Wonder, magic and love swirl around us amidst the twinkling, drifting flakes falling softly around us.
I heard Bono was busking on Grafton Street in Dublin yesterday…how cool is that?
We enjoyed long walks, a quiet evening watching Joyeux Noel about the WWI Christmas truce in 1914, and then sitting by candlelight before bed for reading and rest. I love this quiet low-key Christmas. Today was a leisurely day visiting both sides of the family, and tomorrow I’m off to Vermont with Molly for more visits with family and old friends. ‘Tis the season to make time to spend with the ones we love.
The Brink of Christmas Eve
The old movies, the tunes, the lights, baking, hugs and visits to friends and family, long walks with the dog, bayberry candles, eggnog in my chai, the cards, a Christmas Eve service, these are the delights of the season I want my Christmas to be about.