Positive reflections as the old year wanes.
I feel a little like a who in Dr. Seuss’ Horton Hears a Who, shouting “We are here! We are here! We are here!”
Santa’s elves have been hard at work preparing for the man in the red suit to make a pit stop at the CCC next Thursday, Dec. 21.
It doesn’t quite have it’s foot in the door but winter has managed to make it’s way to the front stoop.
At first they need us and then we need them — that is what happens when a pup joins a family.
Thanksgiving brings our summer friends, college kids and extended families to town by the bushel.
“Our rural ancestors, with little blest, Patient of labour when the end was rest, Indulged the day that housed their annual grain, With feasts, and off’rings, and a thankful strain.” – Alexander Pope
