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Ah, the old-fashioned New England Christmas...
We _did_ get a brief period of snow/sleet in the night, but that left mere vestiges of slush on the road when I drove out for the morning newspaper. Now we have shades of gray and brown and (yes, Tarsia) more green in the lawn than is seemly for the festivities.
Maybe the sun god _was_ offended, and has decamped.
Elder Son came by yesterday after work. We decorated the non-tree with various sparklies both ancient and not (some of those decorations date back to Victoria's Empire rather than Victoria's Secret) and set up the ancestral Santa scene on the mantel, where it looks altogether too natural. Thus we have bowed to Tradition.
We _did_ get a brief period of snow/sleet in the night, but that left mere vestiges of slush on the road when I drove out for the morning newspaper. Now we have shades of gray and brown and (yes, Tarsia) more green in the lawn than is seemly for the festivities.
Maybe the sun god _was_ offended, and has decamped.
Elder Son came by yesterday after work. We decorated the non-tree with various sparklies both ancient and not (some of those decorations date back to Victoria's Empire rather than Victoria's Secret) and set up the ancestral Santa scene on the mantel, where it looks altogether too natural. Thus we have bowed to Tradition.
