Category Archives: Chirstmas

Butter, Blood, and Beads

Buttered toast sucks up the beef blood on the cutting board to happy noises, anticipating the almost guilty pleasure of savoring┬áthe blooded bread. The children ready the tree for Christmas with strings of lights and beads. A lifetime of ornaments … Continue reading

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Snow Poem

(Note: It’s 93 here, so I’ve been thinking of snow. We Oregonians are heat wimps.–jrs) Snow time: gift wrap around all I can see from my perch by the Christmas morning fire. Small tracks split the front yard, seeking sleigh … Continue reading

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