Tag Archives: Christmas
It was a whisper that floated past milling crowds of travellers, buyers, sellers and settled in the hearts of quiet shepherds, men of wisdom watching the stars and a young girl in a barn. Peace. . . rarely found anywhere … Continue reading
We chose all mom’s favourite food and had a feast. The fresh carrot sticks I picked from under the mulch in the garden that morning. They were so delicious! And I made hot apple cider with our own apple juice. … Continue reading
Beautiful, understated decorations. Very inspiring.
Christmas Lights on the Tiny House. So cheery and welcoming.
Helleborus niger Is a little confused with our changeable weather and so am I.
Reading in the tub while immersed in lavender bubbles, nibbling dried fruit and sipping Perrier is one of my favourite things to do. Hisnibs knows how to keep me happy. This bath caddy was my Christmas gift this year. He … Continue reading
Don’t put it all back in the attic, that generosity that moves us to give more than we take, the happy greetings to those we never noticed before, the desire to be with those we love even though they are … Continue reading
May Christmas dawn with Peace in our homes and in our world. May our gifts to each other be respect and acceptance and may we be filled with gratitude for the many blessings we receive daily. Merry Christmas to … Continue reading
The dawn and the sunset shout for joy. ~Psalm
Let it go. Let it all go. Blow it out like the wind moving ferns. All the little worries that clog the heart. Breathe them out, let them drift away on the wind. ©2015 Sharron R. McMillan
We still celebrate my grandson’s birthday. It was so hard to watch our daughter lose her son. It was hard to lose our grandson too. We really miss him and often when Mary and I get together for tea, we … Continue reading
Our advent baskets. Instead of Christmas gifts all opened on Christmas day, three of our families put together one basket for each family with 25 small gifts in each basket. One gift a day from December 1 to December 24th. … Continue reading
Light the lights, it’s Christmas month.
Borrowed manger Borrowed tomb part of the plan an upper room. Born to die like you and I, enduring shame and untold pain He lived, He died But rose again. Between these stories living proof nothing can destroy the Truth. … Continue reading
Christmas is almost all packed away in old suitcases of Christmases past, and like leftover candy canes I pray peace and goodwill will last. ©2016 Sharron R. McMillan