How warm it has been in central Maine! No snow, plenty of rain, and not surprisingly, the lawns are still green. (Clif jokes that he’s going to have to haul out the lawn mower.) But the days are short, and the nights are long so it must be December. Clif, Liam, and I have resigned ourselves to being inside far more than we like, and we console ourselves—at least Clif and I do—by calling this time of year “cozy.”
The leafy trees are mostly bare, but a few stubborn oak leaves cling to the branches, and I love the way they look against the blue sky.
We are one week away from Christmas—my favorite holiday—and there are so many things to do that I hardly know where to begin. Cooking and cleaning are the prime activities to get everything ready for the big day. This Sunday afternoon will be devoted to wrapping presents. Our Christmas is modest but merry, and we take great pleasure in what we give and receive. We like to stretch Christmas morning as long as possible, with each person opening one present at a time while the rest of the family watches.
In addition to all the holiday folderol, Shannon and Mike will be moving the week after Christmas, and we will be helping them.
Therefore, I’ll be taking a two-week vacation from the blog. I’ll still be checking my email so that I can keep up with the goings-on of my blog friends. I want to note that this past year, when I have made so many new blog friends, has been a delight. It’s wonderful to read about the happenings of folks far and near—in England, Ireland, Australia, Virginia, Ohio, Alberta, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, New Jersey, Illinois, and Maine, of course. I feel as though I am part of a warm and creative virtual community, a wonderful addition to the community where I actually live.