We don’t have Coco or Waymo at home, so yes I stood in the rain and yelled “No, Coco, not the mud!”
All posts by Craig Brownlie
The Village
Not a sign to be seen
But lovely holiday decorations
Inside and out
Walls thick and clean
For storing susurrations
On up to a shout
In a downpour
Our minds wet and slow
Stand in the rain or
Inside we should go
Miniaturization explains so much…
Stunning photo unearthed from 10 years ago capturing Santa in action.
Merry Christmas!
Wishing everyone a merry and goofy Christmas with many good memories, new and old!
Ornaments of memory
On the left are the ornaments Suzanne gave me 39 years ago. We had been dating just a couple months and she had started asking me all sorts of left field questions. They elicited enough information for her to craft this beautiful collection which perfectly fit the very tiny tree in my apartment. I later learned that they were intended as a breakup gift, but something I said or did put that on hold. A few years later Suzanne wanted to add a handmade menorah made from her leftover clay. I may have said, “I’ve seen a lot of menorahs now, but never a dragon one.” Merry Christmas!
Ukuleles past
From my first ukulele Christmas. Suzanne captured this bizarrely interesting moment- probably just joking with Dave T., who was responsible for me playing with the group. I like to think we were considering ending the last song with an all-out Who freak-out. I’m out of commission this year, but hoping to return in January.
Huff ‘n Puff
I neglected to mention that in our basement travels earlier this month, we stumbled upon the perfect Christmas present for children of all ages. Ahh, simpler times.
Merry memories
Gingerbread season
Kept up the gingerbread display visit this year and it was impressive. It’s been a favorite event for all three of us.
Catching sight of the man in red
Leaving the Little Theater last night, looking back and what did I see?!?
