Christmas 2021

This year, I decorated a main tree and a bunch of simple little trees... in baskets and urns and buckets and coffee pots... but most of all, I  love this cut tree on the porch: dusted branches with the white feathers of our chickens with simple white clay ornaments that I made. It's Lucy's tree, our indoor rescue cat, who suddenly left us on Thanksgiving weekend; she was twenty and spent five years with us. She loved to watch the Christmas trees, and her new Christmas tray and bowl was already set before she passed on the first day of Advent; which although so tearful, seemed perfection because her name was "light".  Unsuspecting that she would leave so soon, as she seemed healthy except for her arthritic limp,  a few days prior before that sorrow-filled Sunday, I filmed her one evening watching this tree. Her best friend was Scout, who lived on the porch for awhile, our little chicken that could not walk, but suddenly did twelve weeks later.

I am a writer and an artist that does not write much nor show my art, but this essay is a true story, that I wrote a few years ago because it was a miracle. There are miracles all about, so my hope for you and my loved ones is that you see the small miracles in life. I wrote this early May, 2016, but its soul is Christmas.

The Blanket

https://butterflyandbungalow.blogspot.com/2016/05/orc-week-5.html

Thank you for thoughtful people with

  gentle words that sip their coffee or tea.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Su

P.S.

Since, I might not write here before the end of the year,  I wanted to mention the most important books that I read this year.

Demons by Fydor Dostoevsky.

The Gulag Archipelago Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn 

P.S.

If you are interested, last year's Christmas is on Readly this year in Casa Chic Magazine; I took the photos, and did not have to rearrange for someone, so it was fun!