‘Twas the week before Christmas, and all through my mind Every gift had been tracked, and scheduled on time. The tree was half lit with a string that went out I grimaced and fussed, and started to pout. Last minute shopping would not be allowed A threat and a…

  From our family to yours: Wishing you a joyous Christmas, and a happy, healthy New Year! “God grant you lightness in your step, A smile on every face you meet, Loved ones gathered at your hearth, And at your door, good friends to greet A holy hymn upon your…

  The evening sky was clear and lucid as the stars hung upon every tree, like celestial ornaments, twinkling in the silver light of the moon. It was one of the many gifts that nature would bestow upon this season.   Much like the celebrated Christmas Tree, wreath and holly…

As the heavy snow receded, the Evergreen boughs snapped back into shape, flexing their malleable nature while the skeletal forms of the deciduous trees seemed altogether vulnerable as twigs and branches were strewn across the ground.   The Evergreens, now, seemed to stand more erect with great hubris and pride.  After all, Winter…

    Laced and flocked with glittery snow, the trees were decked in holiday splendor as the setting sun adorned the sky in shades of fire and ice.   Christmas is a mere 12 days away, and if you haven’t completed your shopping just yet, consider the following gifts for the…

  The last of the Oaks discharged their leathery leaves, and the deciduous canopy was completely absent from the landscape.  Stark and exposed, their skeletal forms seemed vulnerable and fragile in contrast to the lush, green boughs of the Evergreens who seemed to stand a bit taller with great hubris and…

  The clouds drenched in the glow of dusk, smoldered as the sun plummeted westward, descending past the horizon.  As the sky began to cool and dim, a moment of tranquility endured – quiet, still, ephemeral, before the day gave in wholly to the night.  An instance where change is immutable – the world…

It doesn’t feel like Christmas, and it certainly doesn’t look like Christmas.  In fact, the twinkling, festive lights reflecting off the many puddles is somewhat depressing.  Burl and Bing seem to be singing into great voids, and their voices fall flat upon the muddy earth.  The gray, dank days and fogged…

The horizon line began to fade as stars twinkled above the land and beneath the heavens, shimmering against the darkened, night sky and newly driven snow.  Trees maintained their stature and poise under nature’s weighty adornment, dressed with festive appeal.  The earth had quieted.  Our hearts too.  Christmas was coming. Snow…

I’ve always loved Christmas, and I still do.  I find myself, sometimes without conscious knowledge, belting out carols to my family’s dismay.  I know and love all the standards, even second and third verses, where my family is quite certain I’m making up the words.  They are ingrained in my brain,…