Holding hands . . .

Friday, December 26, 2025. It's Freya's day . . . light Northerlies, Sunny and near record highs this afternoon. Breezes return to Southerlies tonight.

May you grow still enough to hear the stir of a single snowflake in the air, so that your inner silence may turn into hushed expectation. – Br. David Steindl-Rast

I heard the bells on Christmas day.-- The poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow – the story and the song.

Holidays can be tricky. Miribai and Willow offer perspective.

Today, the diarist, humorist, comedian, author, and radio contributor David Sedaris is 69. He was born in 1956 near Binghamton, New York and grew up in Raleigh, North Carolina

It's also Henry Miller's birthdate. The author of Tropic of Cancer was born in 1891 New York City.

In 1963 Beatlemania took root in the U.S. with the release of their single “I Wanna Hold Your Hand.”

Seasons

For some there are no wrong seasons. – Mary Oliver

In those days when I thought my task

was to save everyone from themselves,

I gave you my best shot.

You batted it away like Wonder Woman

deflecting me into the ashcan of just

another ass-wipe man like him –

another disappointment. Still,

I guess my words were rather like

unwelcome weeds in your Spring garden.

From this distance now across time I trust

there has come a season when you were surprised

as was I to have found our peace.

– jab


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