Believe

Katherine asked a question the other day and I’m not sure I handled it all that well. It has been a somewhat crazy fall for all three of us and Christmas sort of snuck up on us. When we went out to eat a couple of weeks ago, my mind wasn’t on the holidays at…

Sometimes darkness can show you the light

It’s November 20 and the thing I’m noticing is how short the days are becoming as this year draws to its close. It’s dark so early lately and each day the night gets a little larger. This weekend we dug out Christmas lights and started sprinkling the house with their glow in an effort to…

Deep and crisp and even

Good King Wenceslas looked out, On the Feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, Deep and crisp and even. It’s the week before Christmas and I’ve started feeling really Christmas-y. Last weekend we conducted the ritual hunt-and-slaughter of the conifer and decorated the house. The windows are festooned with lights, boughs, and decorations…

Echoing their joyous strains

Sometime in the 1930s, two strong-minded young people met in Halifax, Nova Scotia. He was a powerfully strong, strapping young civil engineering student at Dalhousie who played rugby and loved the outdoors. She was a tiny young artist at NSCAD, who loved her art and was fiercely proud of her family traditions and status. He…

Enough. And a challenge

It is December. If your household is anything like mine right now, there’s a flurry of planning and orchestration going on in which gifts are purchased, hidden and wrapped. Food is planned, prepared and ordered. Large boxes of sparkly (and frankly rather odd) items are hauled out of the corners of the basement and distributed…

The gift of giving of gifts

I’ve been wanting to write this post for some time, but have been struggling with a way of presenting it that does not seem to be directed personally at anyone to whom I have ever given a gift or from whom I have received one. If you fit one of these categories, please assume that…

All Christmased out

The whirlwind is over. It was a good Christmas. It’ll be a while before I feel like seeing turkey or trifle again. On the other hand, I think I may have eaten too little chocolate (which, come to think of it, might be a good thing). I should have taken more photographs, but I got…

A message of hope

While you stand, knee-deep in festive wrapping paper and hip-deep in Christmas cheer, gaze around your house at the piles of books, heaps of papers and unfolded (or unwashed) laundry. I invite you to both contemplate this philosophy and count your blessings that you have possessions that can cause clutter, a roof under which to…

The Christmas checklist

Thus far I have: gotten all of John’s presents & stocking stuffers except the candy stuff (which I always buy on Christmas eve so that it won’t get eaten early) gotten all of Katherine’s presents and stocking stuffers (except for the quilt which needs making) dyed the fabric for K’s quilt and designed the thing…

That’s my kid: a Katherine update

For Christmas, Katherine has asked for the following: a candy cane a new quilt for her bed made with fabrics that mommy paints a new pair of slippers (she wants me to knit them for her) ice skates tinkertoys play dough some new books a new train (specifically Gordon’s express coaches) We really must be…