Christmas Eve is no doubt the most festive and exciting night, but Christmas night is my favorite: cosiest ever. The work has been done, the presents have been opened, and peace descends. We like to go out in the afternoon and come back home at dusk to our books, puzzles, a warm fire, and the best leftovers in the calendar year.
We always go for a hike on Christmas afternoon, after our big mid-day dinner. We had a cold, cold rain all morning today, but it ended and we were able to bundle up and go. Daisy currently finds clothes unacceptable so it was difficult to keep her warm, but we stuffed her into the backpack against her will and eventually she subsided.
The rocks and boulders were a glowing seafoam green from the wet mosses and lichens. There was not another soul out on the trail.
The glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
(photo credits to the Composer today)
Your blog is has been so inspiring to me. A ray of sunshine, a breath of fresh air. I thought of the way you do things with grace and beauty as I prepared for Christmas dinner. Thank you for encouraging me to rise to the next level in my homemaking! I pray your Christmas was merry and that God lavishes His love and blessings upon you in the New Year!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful idea - a traditional Christmas hike! I think I'll go use some of our Christmas money for a state parks pass!
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ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words. Best wishes back at you!
Stuff Daisy in the backpack-hee hee...thats too cute!
ReplyDelete~Lissa