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On the Eighth Day of a Feminine Christmas
There’s something so sacred about this image. I’m touched by gentle expressions on the brothers’ faces. No doubt they are pausing from their vibrating excitement and slowing down just long enough for their…
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On the Seventh Day of a Feminine Christmas
One of the joys of Christmas that seems to have fallen by the wayside is shopping with friends. The ladies above have had a successful afternoon crossing things off their lists and are…
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On the Sixth Day of a Feminine Christmas
On the other hand…what’s more festive than red plaid pajamas at Christmas? For frigid nights in the run up to Christmas, I don my old red plaid flannel pj’s. A little pilled and…
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On the Fifth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This flowy nightgown is so pretty and so Christmas. I love nightgowns but since I freeze with winter’s night temperatures, more often I choose pajamas for everyday. Yet, there is something so special…
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On the Fourth Day of a Feminine Christmas
There’s a great scene in the film Desk Set when Katherine Hepburn invites Spencer Tracy into her female lair to escape a damaging rainstorm. It’s Christmastime and in her bedroom (where she hands…
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On the Third Day of a Feminine Christmas
I wouldn’t be surprised if this image was from a Christmas card in the 1960’s or 70’s. The sweet long-haired girl in her red and hot-pink ensemble reminds me so much of “my…
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On the Second Day of a Feminine Christmas
I read The Twelve Days of Christmas to my three grandchildren over the phone this morning. It’s something that I do periodically. Their attention petered out at six geese a-laying. While they grappled…
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On the First Day of a Feminine Christmas
This pretty little Christmas room has all the yuletide feels I crave. And Lord knows, I’ve tried to recreate it in my small living room over the years. The problem is I’m not…
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Shetland Dreams
My crush sophomore year of high school had dark square glasses and always seemed to be wearing a sky-blue Shetland sweater. To this day, I can’t think of him without remembering that expanse…
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The Thin Places
The other day I had an episode of déjà vu so intense and prolonged that I thought I was going to step into another realm. At the time, I was sleep-deprived and the…
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Sunflower Season
“Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?” ~ Allen Ginsberg ~ Are you also feeling the pull of fall? The cool evenings, the quilt back on my bed…cold feet.…
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Gladly, I Remember You
This looks like a new photo but it’s over 60 years old, preserved on a Krodachrome slide. These are my grandparents, Harold and Anne Macdonald (with my older brother, my sister and I…