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Eulogy for a Christmas Tree

And it was just me and the tree. I felt I owed the tree some company on its last night with us.

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So THIS is Christmas?! 7 Top Most OverBlown Ways to Get Festive 2017 edition

Some Christmas  trends raucously holler "Jumped the shark!" The decor that's gone beyond "earnestly seeking attention" to "desperately demanding attention" without even understanding why.

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Christmas Tree Rant 2013

And then the whining begins "it's not a real tree if it's outdoors."

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No Christmas Tree, No Christmas Trees

Any strip mall parking lot offers trees for sale now, but as a kid, Christmas tradition included packing the car with 4 kids and dog to build memories at the tree farm. Out in nature, family together, frosty air – a carol in the making except that through some sort of physics and perspective anomaly,… Continue reading No Christmas Tree, No Christmas Trees

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Miracles of Christmas 2011

Don’t want to say I’m God’s ‘favorite’, but after experiencing a string of miracles longer than any lights wrapped round my tree, it’s pretty clear I’m in the top quintile.

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Season Scenes from our Christmas Card

I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. ~Charles Dickens