It’s still Christmas Eve here where we live, so a good time to send warmest wishes to my friends, readers, and fellow bloggers all around the world.
I hope that those of you who are gathering with family have a great day, and those of you who –like us– intend to spend the day by yourselves, I wish you pleasant hours doing something you really enjoy. Plus some time for reflecting on the meaning of Christmas, good times you’ve had in the past, and your dreams for the future.
I expect my time will be divided between a bit of housework, reading, and working on a long-put-off sewing project. I’m in the process of piecing a blanket top from left-over fabrics. Since it’s supposed to be about -22 C I will leave outdoor activities for a milder day, but will trudge out a time or two to feed the sparrows that gather on our hedge and peer in hopefully.
We had a fresh snowfall yesterday, which will give us a lovely white Christmas Day, but it makes foraging difficult for the birds. People who read my blogs have said “You’ve got -30 C! (Our predicted low tomorrow night.) How is it everything isn’t frozen solid there?” But the sparrows — tiny, flimsy things, with bare feet even! — survive temps of -50. I suppose a scientist can explain it, but I just marvel.