"An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom."
Tag: New Year
Of Days and Seasons
It is that time of year again when we gather with family and friends, celebrating the season's particular feasts and memories, and I find myself contemplative. It is somewhat interesting, and maybe a bit sad, that we call these last couple months of the year The Holiday Season. In reality, there are holidays, and Holy …
Happy New Year!
What's happened, what's going, and what's coming soon!
I know the plans I have for you…
One year since we moved to a new state. One year since our waiting ended and we moved for the fourth time since we were married and the second to last time before we were settled. Tomorrow, we will have been married for 2 years. In two months, our puppy will be a year old. …
Auld Lang Syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne? CHORUS: For auld lang syne, my jo, for auld lang syne, we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely ye'll be your pint-stoup! and surely I'll be mine! And we'll tak' …
Madelyn Rose Craig 