Monday, November 30, 2015

Christmas shopping, my recollection from a way back when

I am really telling my age because I remember when Christmas shopping looked like this.  Working in at the  "5 and 10" was especially hectic at that time of year.  But it was also fun. No one seemed to mind the snow or the cold, though the truly bad weather usually hadn't begun yet.  and if the snowplows weren't out yet, well that was OK too, for things were surely different then.  One dressed up to go shopping in those days even if one was shopping at the 5 and Dime".  If there were any "Friday Doorbusters" I don't remember them, don't even remember hearing the  phrase.

Shortly before Thanksgiving we were kept busy, stocking  the shelves with Christmas  cards , ornaments, and candles.   Much of the paint was put into the storage room, in those days of strong smelling oil based paints those who made the decisions must have thought people wouldn't do as much painting in winter.  One long gondola  was put in it's place and filled with all of the figures one could image would go into a Nativity scene.  While others lingered over the bright glass ornaments, and colorful lights, I found these tiny figures to be little sculptures, and enjoyed putting them out on display, and keeping the tiny statues in order.

The Saturday after Thanksgiving, the day of the Santa Claus parade,  nothing so grand as in the movies, but it was pretty exciting, just the same.  The towns Christmas lighting was lit by none other that Santa himself, where upon he came into the store with his entourage of elves, parents and over excited kids, and took his place on a huge golden chair /throne,      He would nod at me,  because in his day job world he worked with my Father, how did I discovered his identity, Santa once called me by the nickname my Dad called me by, something that has until now remained a secret.   Happy children, frightened children, greedy children, confused children, all lined up to sit on his lap, and get their photos made with Santa, usually accomplished by Mom and her new Kodak Brownie camera.    A hushed and expectant atmosphere fell over the store, and the clerks had a few brief moments to enjoy the beautiful decorations and the neat and tidy displays before we were hurled into a sea of shoppers.

People you hadn't seen since last year began showing up with their Christmas shopping lists. and there was always a few minutes to get caught up on the latest news.  The store got busier and busier as it neared the big day, or if there was a snowfall.   Snow didn't bother people as much a way back then, I can remember walking home after the store closed at 7:00,  the huge snowflakes drifting down and frosting the colorful lights that bedeck out almost every house,  I felt like I was walking through a   peaceful Christmas village.  

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

full moon nov 25

What a gorgeous full moon it is and I sit watching it out my window,  beautiful silver disk in a dark velvety sky.  Bare branches and pine branches  gently moving in the breeze,  but it's cold and I would rather sit here and enjoy the warmth.   After all it will soon be winter. 

The full Moon of November is also known as the Gathering Moon , Beaver Moon, Frost Moon, Hunter's Moon, First snow's Moon and Freezing Moon, among many other names, all them of sound like reminders of the hardships of winters past.   

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Monday, November 23, 2015

Thankful thinking

Each year at this time, probably because Thanksgiving in near, people start talking out loud about what they are grateful for, which is good, we should all think of the things we are thankful for all during the year.  So, have you read  about the people who take note of what they are grateful for have more fulfilled lives...and I really hope that doesn't mean keeping a gratitude journal, mine would read something like  " items and occurrences to numerous  and possibly mundane to lumber my poor memory with."
Personally I am incredibly grateful for "spellcheck" which  just turned {ournp into the word journal, with a couple clicks....and yes I do that often, because I never learned how to type, or spell; hence my wonder and gratitude for this amazing cybergoodie.

But I digress, often, frequently and alotta the time.  but I wanted to write about how grateful I am for my car.  Ok, I know I am supposed to write about  how grateful I am for family, friends ,a roof over my head and food on my table.  And I am grateful for all of those things, but I am also grateful for my car.

My car enables me to drive to work and earn money, drive to see those I love, drive to see the things I love, drive to the store, to drive to someplace where I can truly be alone, no interruptions.   And there I can engage in thankful thinking, just plain old thinking about the things I am grateful for, from the smallest,things like raindrops, to the biggest things, like kids.  I try to do that often.

And it does make a difference.  

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

haiku ~~~ novel

 night is a novel
day melts into night too soon
spring forward, fall back

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

haiku, the woodpile

last years storms, trees fell
cut and piled in the sun
warmth in the snows

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Guest poet~~~Mary Oliver

The Other Kingdoms...

Consider the other kingdoms.
The trees, for example,
with their mellow-sounding titles: oak, aspen, willow.
Or the snow, for which the peoples of the north...
have dozens of words to describe its different arrivals.
Or the creatures, with their thick fur,
their shy and wordless gaze. Their
infallible sense of what their lives
are meant to be. Thus the world
grows rich, grows wild, and you too,
grow rich, grow sweetly wild, as you too
were born to be.

~Mary Oliver
Artist~Robert Bissell - exodus

Silent Sunday with animals