dreaming

Dawn reflections had to wait for the morning’s festivities to spend themselves.

Older Daughter got her camera, Younger Daughter her keyboard, Mom her rice cooker, and I my Moleskines– the wonderful gift of contemplative possibility– and gift certificates soon to materialize as my first Kindle. A wonderful book, too, from Older Daughter, on the history of the Negro Leagues.

Best gift of all, of course, was being together with family and friends. A close second, for me: a long snowy walk on that rarest of occasions: a white Christmas in middle Tennessee.

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