Christmas Past
We had a lovely, lovely Christmas. Despite all my anxieties, we got here safely, altho’ the chains did NOT fit the vehicle, as Paul found when trying to strap them on in order to make…
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They do grow up: friends at Christmas
The first time it happens for most of us is somewhere around our early twenties — we bump into someone we used to babysit or a friend’s much younger sibling, a cousin we remember as…
View PostA Meal to Remember
I wrote this post last Saturday, before we got the call that Bronwen and Adam had a home birth planned, before we went to the opera, and, especially, before our new little granddaughter was born.…
View PostThe child that is born on the Sabbath day . . .
Here she is, baby Nola, born Sunday, November 23rd, just before 10 a.m.– the child that is born on the Sabbath day, is bonny and bright and good and gay (and this nursery rhyme, of…
View PostBig News Comes in a Small Package
I have a granddaughter, born after an intense, amazing night — we joined the party about 3 am last night and I got to help as birth coach assistant to my SIL, Adam. A home…
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