The Year of the Blue Christmas TreePart 1
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We have no snow!
Here’s Snow Day in the Writing Room.
And a childhood favorite at Christmas.
Here’s a poem for Christmas Day.
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Wassail the trees, that they may bear
You many a plum, and many a pear:
For more or less fruits they will bring,
As you do give them wassailing.
--Robert Herrick
Illustration: Marie and Godfather Drosselmayer from Nussknacker und Mauskonig, as reproduced in The Snow Queen and Other Stories, with illustrations by Adrienne Segur. There are lots of Segur illustrations and e-cards at www.artpassions.net.
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It is a marker of my own busyness that I have not stopped by your site for too long--since early in December. So having a moment today I savored a whole garden of posts.
ReplyDeleteYay for the champion of midlist writers!
Delight for encounters with angels, or parents-of-Christmas.
Prose/poetry..I wish I could sit with you over a cup of tea (or coffee, for me these days it is strong coffee, but tea seems more conversational) and chat about that.
And no snow?
We're having long drenching rains and cold, which is hard, but I hear from friends midcountry that they have snow aplenty. Perhaps it will drift your way.
Merry Christmas to you and yours. (and the manticore too)
We usually have lots of snow... And expect it on Tuesday, one day late.
ReplyDeleteYes, it would be lovely to have tea with one's e-readers and turn them into physical people.
I am lazy, lazy, lazy. Or busy, busy, busy. Both, maybe. But I am going to try and write more about obscure writers whose books I like. Hope I shall not be a backslider!
The manticore has been scurrying after the fun little mouse of fur on the tip of her tail--round and round they go.
Christmas Eve is almost here. So merriment in return, to the log cabin of jarvenpa and company! And now I go back to trimming that tree...
Just been enjoying the Christmas Tree posts - that last one particularly fine and moving.
ReplyDeleteHope your snow comes early, Marly. It would be good to wake to a white Chrismas unexpectedly. Hope all goes just how you would like...
So far, lovely--though we had to pick out and tote away our towering tree in the pitchy, pitchy dark! Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteHello and Merry Christmas Marly.
ReplyDeleteIt is not white here either. It has rained all of the day.
I did take momma Christmas tea, complete with cake, real tea-pot, and cups and saucers at the assisted living center she lives at this morning. It was quite lovely to sit and chat with her and give her the presents everyone had sent. She has brochitis and so can not be out.
I wish as well that I could sit with all my friends at a lovely Christmas tea. So here's a cup to you all long distance and a Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteN. woke me up so incredibly early that I'm falling apart... Grand company, dinner, and more. Yawn. Anon.
Hello Marly
ReplyDeletemy apologies to you: you left me such a delicious comment some time back on my blog and i have not had the time to come and read around in yours. i have been busy travelling and writing. and i still have not regained my old (and even at its peak only very small) zest for reading things on the computer screen. i promise i will come back in the new year. meantime, happy holidays, a best of luck in the new year, and warmest regards
Oh, it's that interesting fellow, Gawain! Hope you did not encounter the elvish Green Knight on Christmas Day. I'll wander your way again some time--after company departs.
ReplyDeleteyou have been posting some beautiful pics lately.
ReplyDeleteHope you are having a great holiday!
Good hat, Susanna!
ReplyDeleteHerself is about to go out to a party... And yes, things are positively lovely around here. The kitchen is illuminated, the smells are savory, the pots are coppery, the scullery maids are full of spirit!