Oh my. Snow is falling all around, pristine roads and paths in this close with twinkling Christmas lights. Hackneyed, kitsch whatever I really don't care. It is absolutely gorgeous and I pray some of those serving their country far from home feel closer to their roots. Talking of which, 88 years ago today it was frosty and people were skating on a small pond in a (then) Huntingdonshire hamlet. My father was born. As Isaiah reminded me this morning it is futile to make graven images.worship that which is man made/not real.
That man was everything I needed then some. His remains now lie less than a mile from the place where he began, within a yard of his younger brother, very close to his parents and one set of grandparents plus most of the cast of my childhood. In the Chapel yard that has been the backdrop to almost every important event in my life. Hence why I feel a little like King Lear at times, an O without a shape. (I thought my "job" was to look after the family land until one son took over). The link to yesterday and here and now? Personally, I gained a huge amount.
@lindisfel your post made so much sense to me, thank you.
@jjraak I also pondered on your post in the night watches and yours earlier
@alf_Josiah including PMs.
@Krystyna23040 and
@Muddy Cyclist the shared cold clarified some things for me - yes Tom, it's not unusual. My fbg showed as 4.8 on Swipey. I accept it is likely neither accurate nor the best my body can do or even where I may need to be to ward off the nasties. Advent, eh? Stuck in the here and now, looking back to That Moment (Numinous Awe) and looking forward to The Glorious Age to come. You guys must be heartily sick of me
@RFSMarch best wishes and prayers for the journey, blood draw and outcome.
@karen8967 good gel with the meme. I'm done for now.
