auld lang syne

new years eve i stay home. always. its a quiet reflective night for me, recalling events of the past year, anticipating the wonders of the year to come. heres a photo i just took, out in the yard a few minutes before midnight, walking around in the snow under the almost full moon. someone is snug and cozy, happily sleeping in the woodpile this cold moonlit new years eve. hope you are snug and cozy where you are, too. happy new year.

bring 'em on

finally our first sustained snowfall. tiny little flakes that last and its been snowing all day. enough so that the roads are being plowed. enough to delay my moms flight to florida. enough to keep me in jammies all day. the feeder is filled and ready, you chickadees and titmice and blue jays. so come on down.

slow motion

snow this morning as i awoke. big fat lazy flakes floating down all so slow. i sat in the kitchen rocker for much of the early morning, reading my book and drinking my coffee, stopping often to look out and marvel at the beauty of the snow. a lovely, peaceful way to begin my day.

forevergreen

ever wonder what happens to wreaths and christmas trees after the holidays are over? oh i dont mean the kind of greens in lobbies and living rooms, on front doors or in windows. we know they land in compost piles or in a heap at the dump - but only after serving some poor purpose in illuminating someones holiday or dressing up a dwelling. what of the unsold wreaths, the cut-but-never-even-purchased trees? have they given of themselves for naught? i asked all this of a young man who was loading still bundled trees into the back of his white pickup truck. we burn them he said - and then theyre just gone.

paperwhite narcissus

in mid-december i try to remember to plant these bulbs. if i time it right they bloom for christmas. fragile white flowers clustered atop long thin stems filling the room with a most heavenly scent. it seems i am the only one who enjoys it, though. some cannot even smell it. and the girl insists they smell like feet.

what child is this?

its my grandchild!

today was the day s&s announced to the family that they are pregnant. what an amazing christmas present it was for everyone!

silent night

finally its still after a night of family and gifts, food and music and merriment. tonight i wait in the quiet to see christmas come in. tomorrow night i stay up to see it out. i can sleep on the 26th. the kid in me wants to experience as much of christmas day as i can.

an offering from the aformentioned kid: a recipe for a decadant chocolate sauce that i serve only at christmas. here we are full of christmas tradition - and christmas joy. may your days be merry and bright...

the night before christmases

these four copies of the night before christmas are all iilustrated by different artists. same story, different drawings. the girl and i have at least fifty maybe sixty more copies of the same story, each with drawings and paintings and photos unique to the illustrator. every christmas for years and years weve given each other another new version. i have my favorites - the one by tasha tudor, another by mary englebrieght, another by anita lobel - and the one illustrated by the girl herself when she was seven. we have versions old and new, large and small, flat and pop-up. versions with reindeer and mice as reindeer and dogs as reindeer. some with donner, others with donder, and still others with dunder. each one so different from the other yet they all convey the same familiar story. im hoping santa brings me the will moses version this christmas. hint, hint.

chasing the moon

now i anticipate the waxing of the moon each month. it began again just last night and was only 1% illuminated. how thin that must be! armed with binoculars and a free hour i set out to find it. this moon sets in the evening soon after the sun. but even with a clear and cloudless view of the west, even with infinite patience and perseverance, i could not find it. another chance tonight with 8% illumination - but this sunset was lost in grey overcast skies. tomorrow nights moon will be at 10%. at this point ill even settle for that.

winter solstice

this night is the longest of the year. outside in the darkness silent stars sing with orion high in the sky. as we burn bayberry candles for luck in the year that follows, time sets about to reverse itself, changing course and beginning the slow forward movement back toward the days of light.

christmas wrapper

this is about as far along as i am with wrapping presents. i hauled the rolls of paper out last night then ended up distracted here. i think ill get it done though. the plan is to sit for the next two nights and wrap and watch all the christmas videos i havent watched yet either. this post may explain why every year i hang onto all things christmas until well into january.

santa

there are probably two dozen or more santas around the house at christmastime. some old and some new some wood or plastic or quilted or stuffed. two i made myself, several years ago. the others are gifts or purchases from craft fairs that id bought to give away and then couldnt part with. this small santas a favorite - made by the girl a few years back with a secret talent she'd been hiding from us all.

holiday rant

what is this you say? garments fallen from a clothesline? tarp by the side of the road? a statue about to be unveiled? no, its one of those wretched inflatable christmas decorations - in its deflated state. this ones a huge snowman - see the shrunken scarf? ive also seen santas and reindeer and sleighs and presents. many of them laying there lifeless on front lawns and beside doorways. is there something i dont know about these things? is there a reason why so many are flattened by day? is there no protocol, no inflatable etiquette for such displays? in the spirit of the holiday season it would seem the festive thing, nay the responsible thing, would be to keep them upright and distended and waving in the breeze to passers-by like me.

architecture

yet another reason to look up. so much to see on this building. i think the brickwork appeals to me the most especially in the round parts above the windows. and the three colors are wonderful. click to see it in the large version. this photo taken in the midst of a very lengthy christmas shopping expedition in a very busy downtown location. shortly after i snapped it i lost my list. so i had to go home. too bad, huh? i dont think so.

wheels

this is my car. i love this car more than any other vehicle ive ever owned. ive had many subarus before but this ones my hands-down favorite vehicle ever. i like everything about it. the look, the drive, the handling. and its the closest thing to a midlife car im ever going to get. i love this car as much today as i did the day i bought it. now, look carefully: see the white rectangle on the dashboard? thats an envelope containing my final car payment. and we are off to the post office. so any day now, this truly will be my car.

december snow?

the most snow ive seen this month has been right here on this calendar. temps today close to 50 and folks walking downtown at noontime without coats. driving with the window down past lawns and yards i swear grass is beginning to green up. whats wrong with this picture? everything! and what's wrong with the picture in the picture? absolutely nothing!

december rain

rainy and grey today. the kind of day when the temperature doesnt fluctuate much from morning to evening. when the fog and mist only accentuate the late autumn pallor. and things all around you look the same when you return home as they did when you left hours earlier. normally the monochrome of a day like today doesnt bother me. but its december. its almost christmas. and i long for snow not rain to be reflected in the warm glow of the window candles.

new project

next semester im teaching a class at the nearby university. this is my first time teaching alone at that level. ive been working on developing the course for years and im really familiar with the content. but its still such a stretch for me. do i have to do it? no. do i want to do it? i think so. yet the mere thought of it creates real dissonance deep within me. this must be one of those opportunities to learn that i so naively waxed poetic about at thanksgiving.

dawns early light

when i was a kid i used to sit in the window overlooking the backyard and the brook and try to draw the winter sky. bare trees silhouetted against the grey sky. just a bunch of black lines. pen and ink. charcoal. pencil. how hard can it be? quite difficult indeed. not even a photo can capture its simple beauty.

balsam fir

two more weeks til christmas and time to get a tree. i chose a short one for $35, then had about $15 of it cut from the bottom. its so small it fit in the back seat of my car. the bottom branches will soon adorn buckets and windowboxes. the tiny tree will be perfect on the pine box in front of the living room windows. but the best part of the day was traveling the back roads at twilight with carols on the radio and christmas lights in the little towns. and breathing in the heady scent of the balsam, all the way home.

christmas bling

people in my line of work get a lot of jewelry as gifts. especially pins. especially at christmastime. i hauled out my collection recently so i wouldnt have to paw through the nonseasonal counterparts to get to the holiday baubles. i think theyre all here. its a decision each morning picking which to wear. so many choices. good thing there are 12 days of christmas.

the real deal

now this is what i call snow! fat flakes floating down, heavy on branches and benches. since i shot this the wind has picked up and is howling but the snow stays put. thin blanket of white outside and its beginning to look a lot like christmas. and winter. bring on the hot chocolate.

decorations

snapped this shot of a tree on a town common, all embellished for christmas. man-made decorations and natural ones, too!

morning snow on the roof

looking way up

calm and quiet today with filtered sun. i sense that it may be our last such day for a while. the weeks forecast calls for colder temperatures - and its about time. while i admit to being a weather junkie im certainly no meteorologist. but really, doesnt it look like these clouds rolling in from the west might be ushering in a little snow - perhaps??? i have my snow mocs at the ready, just in case.

looking up

when you look down you see all manner of interesting objects - small living things, rocks, sometimes a coin. but looking up is infinitely more interesting. there you find weathervanes, all of them different. and steeples of varying height and pitch and ornamentation. lightning rods around the perimeter of rooftops. chimneys short & wide and tall & thin. and wonderful architecture some of it old and some of it new. like this funky fence atop an old brick building in a downtown area.

25 days

every year i buy the girl an advent calendar. as shes gotten older the size of them has diminished but she still gets one, even in adulthood. this year i found two - this small one first and soon after another one, beautiful but huge, with santa and animals and lots of woods. breaking with tradition, she got the big one. and guess whos going to open all twenty-five windows on this tiny sparkly version?

btw, here's an online advent calendar i do every year.