Mid-December is when one should remember the good things in life. So what follows is a personal list of things that I view as great blessings.
No, nothing deep and meaningful – you weren’t expecting any of that anyway, nor is this the correct blog for something so high-fallutin’.
I'm a fairly superficial type.
So instead, just nice stuff.
Things that everyone can appreciate.
PERHAPS GRANDMA'S EMPTY APARTMENT
Good strong tea. Books. A quiet place to read.
Aged Virginia flake tobacco and a pipe.
A pillow. A teddy bear. A warm rug.
Cake. Coffee. A favourite cup and saucer.
Lace-trimmed French-cut briefs.
A long quiet evening.
Coffee table art books. Drinkable sherry.
A witty bright eyed young miss.
Tickets to the theatre.
Autumn leaves. Summer rain. Fresh breeze.
Sunlight, grass, and blossoms.
Pears. Peaches. Plums.
Some of these, you will understand, are presently absent.
It's a question of time.
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