Category: Christmas

“Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.”

So begins the gothic novel Rebecca, written in 1938 by Dame Daphne du Maurier. My own version might begin, “Last night I dreamt of the house in Clifton Park.” The old farmhouse on Plant Road wasn’t much to look at when my parents purchased… Continue Reading ““Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.””

Santa Rethinks ‘Naughty’ and ‘Nice’

This short video is so good, so (sadly) necessary, so important. Don’t judge kids, just love ’em.

Ghost of Christmas Past

Although the tryptophan/sleep myth has been debunked, there’s something about Thanksgiving that incites relatives to break out old hurts and vendettas with scripted regularity; an urge to pick the scabs off ancient wounds in their eagerness to get to the pumpkin pie. Maybe it’s… Continue Reading “Ghost of Christmas Past”

A Holiday Fat in Elephants

How lucky am I? I also received a lovely elephant Christmas ornament, but neglected to photograph it before packing away the holiday things. (Sorry, Nina.) Our house is a bit drafty in winter (whose isn’t?) and sometimes my hands get cold as I’m working… Continue Reading “A Holiday Fat in Elephants”

My Two Favorite Christmas Stories

Most of you–dare I say all of you?–are familiar with the iconic tale of Ralphie and the coveted Red Ryder BB gun “with a compass in the stock and this thing which tells time.” In years to come, I imagine Ralph and his family… Continue Reading “My Two Favorite Christmas Stories”

Christmas Memories

When I was a child, I believed our Christmas tree ornaments were alive. When we packed them away in January–each swaddled in its separate wrapping of tissue paper and tucked into a box marked “Special Ornaments;” a visual history of our family or, at… Continue Reading “Christmas Memories”