Sometimes we just need to be reminded. Sometimes world events, presidential elections, and our far-too-often harried personal lives threaten to throw us for a king-sized and ever-expanding loop. The weather this time of year doesn’t help. Daylight Savings is more than a fortnight in the rearview mirror; it’s dark when you go to work in the morning, and dark when you come back home. And what little light there is, especially here in northern New England, is often muted by brooding thick gray clouds that hang low and bloated over the land, like dirty laundry concealing the blue beyond.
For me, the reminders begin with the little things, the homey things, the kinds of things Truman Capote writes about at the beginning of his gem of a short story “A Christmas Memory” . . .
“Imagine a morning in late November. A coming of winter morning more than twenty years…
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It’s been a while sins we had the Sunday wp pub. The pub where everyone is welcome. Drinks for everybody and it’s open around the clock. You never get too drunk or too bored. You can meet each other in the comments and pic your own music by pasting a youtube link right into the comments. Then the video will show up there.
So this time I wonder – what’s your favourite Christmas music? What song brings out the Christmas spirit in you?
I have many favorites and they will show up in the comments one by one as long as this pub night is on.
As usual I post this tolste for myself. Here it’s bedtime for an early morning tomorrow. New workweek start that will includes both day and evening. But please don’t let that stop you from keeping the pub open.
Serve yourself something to drink and…
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