I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, the renowned American poet, experienced profound sorrow and grief in his life. The loss of his first wife, Mary Storer Potter, at the young age of 22 on November 29, 1835, was a devastating event for him. Her death followed a short period of illness, adding to the pain experienced by Longfellow.Continue reading “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day”

Welcome December

“Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime.” Laura Ingalls Wilder, Little House on the Prairie December has arrived, the month full of festive promise. Christmas carols are playing in stores as shoppers, with masksContinue reading “Welcome December”

Sunday Evening Reflection with Christina Rossetti

  “Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground.”  Christina Rossetti Every Christmas, I listen to poignant Christmas carol, In the Bleak Mid-Winter, which embraces the poetry of Christina Rossetti.  She entitled her poem, “A Christmas Carol.” Christina weaves the story of the humble birth in a stable into a call to action to “doContinue reading “Sunday Evening Reflection with Christina Rossetti”

Between Celebrations

The week between December 25 and New Year’s Eve is a time of respite. After the excitement generated by the joyful lead-up to Christmas, December 26 signals a time to take a breath, and welcome the coming winter months that entice us with a stack of books and copious amounts of tea. The streets andContinue reading “Between Celebrations”

Labyrinth – A Christmas Celebration

Christmas Eve has arrived.  The streets are less crowded as people gather in homes to celebrate this special season.  Walking home via the Vancouver Seawall, my husband and I came across a lone artist working with absolute focus on a complex Christmas tree labyrinth of brightly coloured chalk against a large open walkway in OlympicContinue reading “Labyrinth – A Christmas Celebration”