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Luke 2

King James Version (KJV)

2 And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed.

(And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria.)

And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.

And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:)

To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.

And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered.

And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.

And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.

And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.

10 And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.

11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.

12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,

14 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

15 And it came to pass, as the angels were gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made known unto us.

16 And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe lying in a manger.

17 And when they had seen it, they made known abroad the saying which was told them concerning this child.

18 And all they that heard it wondered at those things which were told them by the shepherds.

19 But Mary kept all these things, and pondered them in her heart.

20 And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things that they had heard and seen, as it was told unto them.

A merry and blessed Christmas to all of you, your family and friends.

Our first Christmas season with a dog, we were just starting to foster Janie.  One of the first days she was at our house, while trying to get to the window to bark at a dog outside, she vaulted up onto a sideboard filled with Christmas decorations while only our older daughter was at home.  It’s a good thing I wasn’t home or there wouldn’t have been enough Christmas love to overcome that!  🙂  She had personality and energy plus, was incredibly athletic,  and we loved her dearly.   She’s in a forever home now with her very own family.

Picture of Janie


In the Little House books, Laura Ingalls recalls how rich they felt on Christmas to open their stockings and have a few pieces of candy and an orange.  How things have changed!  But this always reminds me of my own nostalgic recollections of Christmas Eve when I was growing up.  (more…)

If I wasn’t passed a travel gene genetically from my parents, I acquired one through upbringing.  We didn’t have much money, but we did travel.  However, unlike the hobbits, we rarely wandered.  (more…)

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach.  One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.–Anne Morrow Lindbergh

photo(262) (more…)

Starlit darkness
graceful spirals
long slow leaps
cool clean entwinings
intergalactic plants sway in breaths of space air
       reaching, closing, withdrawing
       stretching, bending, slowly flexing
       but gently
       two directions towards one point
       fields of forces
       inexorable pull without gravity
       gyrate slowly
       face to face, turn, look back
       roll, twist, bend
       feather light
       holds, lifts
       moonlit, sunlit
       cool, smooth, alive
       welling joy
moonbeam touches
       darting, drifting
moth-wing brushes
shimmer of silver
                cool blue
                velvet black
                emerald green
                deepest ruby
                pure ivory
colors alive
       dancing, spinning free
       gentle power
       glorious light
       growing, expanding, living, breathing
       reaching out to
Slithering down my nerves, to dendrites,
         across synapses
with gentle heat
calling to muscles
massaging fingers of sound on brain cells
touches down neck
reaching, probing

Grow heavy.
Be lightness
Leave the body and travel elsewhere
remembered mysteries
exploring pathways
hand in hand with feelings
newness, growth, expansion


body dances as it rests
beyond all exteriors
permeates all interiors
passes frontiers

Is alive again.



Thrift store shopping is the bomb and, in solidarity with Slim Pickens, I ride that bomb every chance I get.

riding the bomb (more…)

We’ve gone to Wyoming every summer since we’ve been married (and I’ve gone every summer but one since college).  When the girls were small,  Bill didn’t have much vacation time, so we flew but eventually the girls couldn’t travel for free in our laps and paying for four seats didn’t figure into our budget.  But no matter the mode of travel, there are two necessities for travel with children to go well–plenty food and drink (and not at airport prices unless in dire need) and something for them to do. (more…)

When I was a child, we owned an orange set of Childcraft books by World Book. ( I still have the books from the set that aren’t dated.)  Several of the books had poems and this was one of my favorites.  For some reason, while working around the house today, unpacking, going through mail and other post-vacation activities, this poem insinuated itself into my head and wouldn’t go away.  You might enjoy it and if you have children or grandchildren, it’s highly likely they’ll love its cadences and story.  So I present for your enjoyment… (more…)