See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient with it until it receives the early and the late rains. - James 5:7

Friday, November 16, 2007

Here comes Santa Claus!

Sinte Klaus.

I'm so excited for Christmas this year. It is the first year I do not have to work during the holiday season - so I can really enjoy the season without all the concerns that sap the joy out of the holidays. I don't have to worry about scheduling employees, merchandising, profits, special events, impatient customers, complainers that Christmas comes too early, or the whiners who bemoan the fact this or that company doesn't celebrate Christmas, and all that other nonsense adults get themselves stirred up about. I get to have Christmas like a child this year!
(I've already put up some garland and lights around Our Lady's shrine in the garden.)

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Thursday poetry corner is back...



I know you all have missed this feature (especially Little Freak). I just wanted you to realize culture is not cheap. Tonight we have a lovely poem by Jim Morrison...
Untitled.

"Why do I drink?
So that I can write poetry.
Sometimes when it's all spun out
and all that is ugly recedes
into a deep sleep
There is an awakening
and all that remains is true
As the body is ravaged
the spirit grows stronger
Forgive me Father for I know
what I do
I want to hear the last Poem
of the last Poet." - James Morrison
There will never again be anyone like Jim Morrison!

My friends.


And people say I don't have any!