Trespasser

We heard noise from the backyard today and went to investigate.  A big husky was standing on the far side of our pasture barking his head off–but since the orange cat was up in the carport, with us, we couldn’t see what he was fussing about.  Then I noticed a spot of grey standing out from

Never a Dull Day

Yesterday afternoon we mostly finished the big project of Christmas–putting in a floor-to-ceiling mural in our daughter’s room.  The room’s small, so the mural really opens it up, like a big window. This morning our daughter woke up at six something with a fever of 102, so we showed her the room even though it

The Joys of Christmas Past

I know I said I wouldn’t blog today, but give me just a few more minutes and I won’t have–it’ll be tomorrow.  And let me tell you, that is a wonderful thought.  I love Christmas.  Love the songs and music celebrating the Savior’s birth, the family togetherness and thoughtfulness, the delicious and fun traditions.  But I find

O Little Town of Bethlehem(s)

I found this Times Online article intriguing.  Regardless of the historic facts, the image of Bethlehem, Judaea,                     as the birthplace of the Savior has been so firmly fixed in the public mind that I doubt it could ever be dislodged.  But from a purely intellectual, writerly perspective the