Tuesday, December 3, 2013
And there is always a little sting to Christmas joy, a tug at memory's heart to recall some magic from our yesterdays. I always begin to hear a few hardworking women begin to melt down, wishing Christmas would be "over." Budgets disappear and fizzle right along with the sinking feeling that I've bought all the wrong presents... And some of these gifts are elusively crammed hither and yon in aforesaid spiffed home!
I'm a lot disappointed I forgot the first Sunday night of Advent, and I see no candles ready for the second. I miss my decorations from home right alongside the happiness I get from rediscovering Mom's treasures from years ago. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus... Yes, there also is a huge veil of Christmas Spirit. It's not about everyone being holly jolly, about all the curios festive and perfect cookies baked. The holidays aren't about gifts all ready and carols tinkling from stereo systems while hot cider spices on tegu stove. I keep telling myself to work mindfully, to not cut corners, to enjoy each moment.
So far, it's helping. I wonder if I'll repeat a disturbing dream I've had recurring for many Christmases. In this dream, I find it's suddenly a Christmas exchange/holiday party/ family gift time... And I'm taken by shock. Unprepared, I spend the dream scrambling, rooting, throwing candles and haphazard food at unkempt holiday tables. Sometimes a friend of mine brings a bit of order. Sometimes not.
Whatever we do... Or don't do, the real Christmas is about love. Please let me never forget that for a fleeting second.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Friday, November 15, 2013
Cozy times, these mid-November mornings... It seems the beauty this year just continues to pour out! Even fallen, crisp, and win-tossed, the loveliness wraps around every tree base... A few sunny moments at the lake yesterday brought time to think, plan, and spread my arms in true Thanksgiving.
This morning the sunshine quickly tempered last night's cold.. A clear and moonlit frost had spread over the earth while most of us snuggled, warm and cozy. Mom has been hungering for cherry pie for three weeks... Today was the day. I'd love to take full credit, but dear Mrs. smith was more responsible than I! A lovely friend an deader of this blog(you know who you are, NM) once gave yes a hint to transfer store purchased pies while frozen to a glass pie pan. There's no looking back if you try that tip. Crusts are flakier... It's prettier. The pie cuts beautifully... Just try it!
I used tiny crystal dishes, part of a fruit cocktail set from my grandmother... And of course I added a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream...
Sunday, November 10, 2013
In Bevier family members and friends bond over tragedy and rejoice for joy... Today we celebrate nothing short of a miracle. These little girls were born Saturday, and then their mother began a close glimpse of ending her life here on this earth. After repeated setbacks she was flown to St Louis Barnes Hospital.
We waited. and we prayed. Today the better news arrived. Although still critical, this little mommy is improving and should get to come home and raise her children.
If you feel the pull, she could still use your prayers. Don't you love good news?
Update! Their names are Giovanna Natalia and Stefania Isabella... Did I mention this was a happy Italian family?
Monday, November 4, 2013
First, I slept in... Following the confused, excited-for-no-reason, sleeplessness due to the change from Daylight Savings to Standard, I really snuggled in this second day of standard time... I stole an extra hour and twenty minutes to add to the extra hour I already had! It. Was. Yummy!!!
I spent the rest of the lovely, cloudy morning at my Sister/cousin's... Sipping vanilla coffee, nibbling on orange-jalapeño spread on crisp flatbreads... We took a turn at solving the world problems, but settled for being very grateful for our families... She is a gentle person---so good to me, so good for me.
Then the rest of the day has simply evaporated into the hours of a little cooking, a smidgen of cleaning, delicious reading, some online Christmas shopping...
Time to slip away in this come-early dusk, slide into my softest nightgown, and drink a hot cup of coffee and Almond Joy creamer in my Mickey Mug... Oh, what a lazy little bum I have been today... And no wonder I prefer these dark, cloudy, moody Mondays to event filled Sunshine... It speaks volumes... But I prefer not to listen.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
When that little girl was only three years old, in long ago 1957... The three made a visit to my Mama's relatives in Indiana. Her precious Uncle Alta tended a grove of Indiana sugar maples, every spring coaxing a tiny batch of golden sweet syrup. As the couple and their little daughter left this farm, my great Uncle Alta passed a little sprout, a tiny Maple sprig, planted with a little smidgen of magic, proudly transported in a rinsed out pork and bean can... Once planted in my Mom and Dad's front yard, the sprout grew... And grew...
And once again, as it has so many years before, this little transplant from Indiana produced an Abundance of November Gold... Sweet syrup for an Autumn morning from "back home in Indiana," nearly 57 years ago...
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Along Highway 36 to Brookfield...
Even the Moberly business districts had the imagination to plant gorgeous trees.
Moberly Rothwell Park had beauty Lakeside
Finally we head down Meadow Lane, back to my mother's home.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Thursday, October 31, 2013
This has been a wonderful day. .. early before dawn my son came by, dressed in his spooky best for work. They were having a party today, so Mom and I baked him two pans of her famed fudge brownies...
I decided today was the perfect day for Witch's Brew Stew. .. a pot is bubbling in my cauldron... the weather cooperated wIth gloomy rain. .. soaking the layers of golden Maple leaves. Candles flicker. Treats lure in wait for the families of neighbors and friends. ..
The Good Witch Cafe served a plate lunch to two special guests. ...????? You know it's Mom and I... Happy Halloween. .