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Showing posts with label Christmas Carols. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas Carols. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Christmas Carols...

Joe and Friends sent their Christmas Greetings...

Vermont so short on snow and cold, we do need music like this to get us going...

Merry Christmas Video...

Friday, January 2, 2015

The Tree came down today...is it Friday?

I went into a micro panic...
Kept forgetting all day
I need Musik for Friday night!
The Tree came down, I swept up the leavings.
Then remembered Macseal posted a Christmas video...
I thought, it kind of fits with today.
The Tree came down today.
And yet,
Sometimes I wish it was Christmas,
We don't want for much,
And others have none,

.and others are kids making fun videos,
Check these guys out

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

A Christmas Tail ... Monkton Chronicles

A Christmas Tail

Monkton Chronicles

 
My first Christmas away from Illinois was in frozen Monkton, Vermont.
I moved here after urging by my roommate who subsequently left the material plane, leaving me no option but to carry forth our dream.
My new home was an apartment above a garage next door to a large dairy barn.
I was eager to see all the sights there, on an Addison County dairy farm as they were in 1981.
My new roommate milked cows and she left for Christmas holiday.
My inner city girl pined a little as I looked out at the drifting snow and watched the farmhands haul hay to the barn and haul the manure away.
The milk truck came.
Then nothing. No sound. Quiet...
I had never heard that before.
 
I went down to talk to the farmhand. His weathered face, his Vermont dialect, some words I missed,
I had to utilize what I call word averaging. Nod, Nod to get him to talk. But beware you don't want to nod indiscriminantly and accidentally agree to something self incriminating.
My questions were all about cows, what do they eat, do they kick? Are they smart?
The farmhand enjoyed being the expert and sharing his understanding of the world.
 
Around Christmas, the subject came up somehow.
"They kneel down," he said.
"What?" I sensed a profound moment coming...
"The cows, they kneel down at midnight on Christmas."
"What?" I said, longer, with my eyes closed, as if that could focus my inner vision.
Thus ensued a back and forth verbal dance with him playing me and me playing along.
I did not believe him...yet I did not want to refute this man, salt of the earth.
 
So I carried on, trying to stay warm, writing letters, trying to stay busy.
On Christmas eve, all alone,
the darkness came so early up this far north.
I had to,
I had to sneak down to the barn,
at midnight.
 
Why do barns look so different at night?
The creaky door handles are oiled last.
I hoped no dog would start barking.
My weak flashlight did not help much.
all the time me wondering why I was doing this.
 
I had to go downstairs to the main barn.
all the while my anxiety building,
it was so dark.
The cows patiently nodding in their stanchions,
chewing,
sleeping.
were they kneeling?
 
Well truth be told that is when I lost my nerve,
my path of least resistance was straight back out of the barn
and straight into my warm humble bed,
having faith those cows were all kneeling down
like Walt had said,
in the barn
on Christmas
at midnight.
 
 

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Travelogue for the Universe: Christmas Re runs

Travelogue for the Universe: Christmas Re runs: Christmas stories are re-run year after year because some stories need to be repeated, some lessons are timeless. ***and with the depart...


 

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas Carols

Christmas Carols by Carolyn Wonderland & Guy Forsyth played while the ham baked.
We wrapped gifts and cleaned the house and hurried past the chocolates
lest they call to me again.
Christmas eve is the time I always remembered since I can remember, the darkness,
the lights of the tree piercing the
darkness.
Hunter & parents came for dinner & presents.
We gratefully received treasured gifts of merch Janet selected from Levon Helm's Midnight Ramble stuff like the poster she had framed. Then the story of the great staff at Levon's who made it happen in time.
Hunter enjoyed his new stretch of railroad track options and the mini 4020.
After they left,
Levon's CD at the Ryman went back in the stereo, we listened  awhile
and then
The Street team went to bed.
thanks janet, for an awesome job framing and picking the right one...

Monday, December 19, 2011

Christmas Re runs

Christmas stories are re-run year after year
because some stories need to be repeated,
some lessons
are timeless.
***and with the departure of C.H. who did not believe,
oh what a passing that must of been, did he cross over into nothingness?
or was he greeted by a benevolent spirit?

I liked this post and thought about it on this chilly VT morning.
made 200 crock pot chocolates yesterday...interesting!

Yes Virginia
By Mary E. Gerdt 2008
On the unfortunate opposition to red and white stripes on Charlotte Central School pillars
Allegedly a symbol of something someone found offensive.
Yes Virginia
There are atheists
And ACLU lawyers
And people who will try to destroy
Your dreams
Yes Virginia
There are those who say they hate you
Or what you believe in
And how is that so different
After all.
Yes Virginia
You can pray for people who don’t believe in what you do
Because
They probably need it
At the end of the day when no one else would pray for them
Yes Virginia
People will say what you do represents religious or other beliefs
And it might make you sad or cry
Do they mean to hurt you?
I don’t know
Yes Virginia
When you do the nice thing
And someone says, “who cares” or “Why” or “You can’t”
Just tell them you are who you are
And they are who they are
And this is a free country so that really works both ways
In fact always.
Yes Virginia
Your youthful optimism and blind love only a fourth grader could muster
Is fragile and might be squished like a bug
Or you may hold on to it if you try very hard and believe twice as hard
That people might change or start to believe
Or at least feel comfortable enough to accept that you have a right believe enough to try to brighten someone’s day
Unsuspecting that behind the pillars stood one man who said Bah Humbug
Who tried to negate your good deed
That brought so many joy and a smile.
Yes Virginia
That is the miracle of the season no matter what you call it, no matter what your beliefs, there is no question that the days get shorter and shorter
until the light returns to shine on us all
Believers and non believers alike.
Yes Virginia
Don’t let that sinking feeling persist in the pit of your stomach
when you thought
You created trouble or
got in trouble for trying to brighten someone’s day.
You are the shining light we all seek
Believe it or not.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Christmas Carols

Carolyn Wonderland and Guy Forsyth have made a new CD
for Christmas. I just ordered 2 because before 12/3/10, the artists autograph them. These two people separately are
amazing but together, they complement perfectly and stretch your imagination of what music can be.
Check out CW's link and order the holiday album for your
hippest xmas bash...
http://www.carolynwonderland.com/