This is just a collecting post
January
This is just a collecting post
January
I finished my first book of 2025 today.
And how I loved it! I was a big fan of Hayley Mills when I was a kid, as were most people my age.
As she wrote about the movies she has been in, I realized that I may have seen only Pollyanna and The Parent Trap. I am going to try and get ahold of some of the more serious ones like Tiger Bay and Whistle Down the Wind, as well as some of the ones she did when she was older.
She is a very good writer. Highly recommended.
I wish all my dear blogging friends a wonderful Christmastime. I am actually doing something I've done only once as an adult. I am keeping the tree until January 6. It just somehow feels right. I also plan to read one of my favorite books on that day, Little Christmas by Agnes Sligh Turnbull.
Every Christmas, Margaret, Matthew, and Hazel give us our Christmas tree from a local grower. This year newly11-year-old Hazel chose it. It is the fullest and most beautiful one we've ever had.
Last evening we got some snow!!! I have a friend whose birthday is the 18th and quite often the snow comes on that day, so we are ten days later. It has been a warm autumn and some bushes still have their leaves. The sun came out and melted most of it away, but I am just happy to see it. I am a cold weather girl.
If you have been blogging for a long time, you have made friends who mean as much to you as people you know in "real life". And the long time of blogging means that we have all gotten older, with the sad facts that may go along with it. Sickness. Death.
Some of my beloved blogging friends have lost their husbands And today I read that a woman I have been in touch with for a long time died. Her daughter posted on her blog.
I cried as if I had known her in my everyday life, because of course I did. It is made even harder because I have been away so much in the past year. If she was sick, I didn't even know. I've emailed her daughter.
I know a lot of you have been through this, too. The blogging world is slower, quieter than what came after it. That is why I love it and continue on. It lifts me up, teaches me, offers friendships, and sometimes brings sadness.