december ttmmh

“I looked across at the farmer and his wife who were sitting in upright kitchen chairs watching me with quiet benevolence. The two faces had something in common— a kind of beauty. You would find faces like that only in the country; deeply wrinkled and weathered, clear-eyed, alight with cheerful serenity.

“I raised my glass. ‘A happy Christmas to you both.‘”

~ James Herriot’s Animal Stories


Fireside reading and cross-stitching

Papa Larry’s Stockbridge, Massachusetts Christmas village

A writing Sabbath

Lights round each window

Ornaments, sort-of burned cookies, and Newhart with Natalie

Seventy with sun

Elf

The house with seventeen inflatables

Christmas big band concert in a long room with warm lights and lots of older couples

Steak dinner

Cold van in the city after dark

Lightning streaking over the church

Sheltering in the basement and the kids plundering the Bible costumes cabinet while we waited it out

Making little Christmas cards and gifts

Skits, songs, and all the church kids dressed as Nativity characters, dancing around to Joy to the World

Van-full and dinner at the Bistro on tables made from old doors

Drew and Leanna’s sunroom; watching Bear sleep

Elanor in pink jammies

Those seconds just before dark, when the sky is emblazoned, and the air smells like snow, and a dog barks in the distance, and the house is warm with dinner

Table full of people and soups

A book and a scone by a window in Panera

Coat of frost

Running to the Hill

A bluejay on a tree of ivy

Christmas dinner at the long table; Mom’s brisket

A new leather satchel and camera and sweater with buttons

The Christmas Eve service, full and warm

Trading gifts with my pals after the service and each of their nerdy thoughtfulness

Texts and pictures from Gia

Sunlight falling across my books on Christmas morning

Long and quiet day with the grandparents

Asking Papa Larry to borrow a book and getting three in return

Papa Jay heaping whipped cream on his pie

Fog advisory on Sunday morning

Cold, December rain clinging to the trees

“Birthplace” by Nova Amor


5 thoughts on “december ttmmh

  1. It was so good to”see” you all last week on FT, and to experience your Christmas through this ttmmh! Happy New Year❤️

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  2. Love this line: “Those seconds just before dark, when the sky is emblazoned, and the air smells like snow, and a dog barks in the distance, and the house is warm with dinner.”
    What does tthmmh stand for?

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