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Tis the magical time of year when
all strife ceases and goodwill over flows from the chalice of human kindness.
Regardless of creed or religious affiliation folk come together as one and
peace reverberates through a land, fecund and verdant. No dissention is heard.
Generosity is manifest and smiles are on the lips of everyone as they dance in
unmitigated joy. Hark and hear the laughter of small children as they hold hands
and frolic with joyous abandon.
This year the Flaxen household will
partake of the simple joys of the season. Cosy chats around an oak log fire.
Sensible imbibing of egg nog and other alcoholic beverages will ensue. Roasted
chestnuts will keep Jack Frost at bay and mistletoe will adorn the high eaves
of our humble five bedroom abode.
Choristers will sing, in harmony, at our holly bedecked door. Snow will flurry pristine white upon the land
and settle in drifts after a light choreographed scurrying. No tumult: all will be tranquil, sweet accord. Mother nature in tune with Man and
Mankind responds in kind- sweet sigh of unrelenting, unsurpassed bliss.
Merry Christmas to all my gentle
readers and may the New Year be bountiful and cast sweetmeats at your sublime
countenance. As you have probably guessed, I have already partaken of the Christmas
medication. In my dreams the pigs are always winged.
Humbug!!!
ReplyDeleteMerry Chrimbo!
ReplyDeleteYou have a good one today. All the best.
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