... with a fond goodbye,
And our hopes as high as a kite ...
Monday, December 31, 2012
Saturday, December 29, 2012
When I left my family's house on the 26th, it was snowing. It had started snowing on Christmas Eve, and kept the habit up, on and off, with breaks for the air to crystallize, for two days. It was the first white Christmas we've had in some time, and one of the best in memory.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
I was preparing to write a post along the lines of The Preacher, remarking on how little had happened since I abandoned serious blogging for Mr. Shakespeare. The first draft (everything written should have at least two drafts) was about four hundred words strong when I put it aside for an afternoon. Before I had a chance to come back to it, Newtown had happened, making my post on the vanity of vanities somewhat ... vain?