Gone Away is the Bluebird

Yes, the bluebirds have gone, but there is something so magical about Longwood Gardens at Christmas–even with a wind chill of 27 degrees.

I no longer celebrate Christmas the way I used to: no more cookie baking, no more gift giving, limited decorating, no more ski vacation. As I get older, Christmastime seems to mean less to me. And that’s OK.

But, boy, do I have fond memories of  Christmases at my grandparents’ with all of my aunts, uncles, and cousins. Such good times, such wonderful memories, such joy! So as I sat on this bench at Longwood and looked out upon the spectacular light show, I was reminded once again of those happy times. And that seemed to warm me.

Quote of the Day for YOU:  Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home! ~Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers, 1836

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