Christmas cards we received this year contained many downbeat,
almost despairing, notes and messages.
This caught us by surprise.
Not because we don’t read the polls -- we both have a pretty good idea of the national "measured” mood.
Not because we don’t read the polls -- we both have a pretty good idea of the national "measured” mood.
But at Christmas greeting time we've always found that the
mask, when there is one, usually remains firmly in place, miming,
maintaining, mirth.
Queer and and dispiriting
stuff, especially for a depressive like me.
However, at the moment chez nous, Jane is diligently practicing on her new alto
saxophone, which is a much pleasanter “in-house” experience than we used to have with her trumpet. (In fact,
it’s great.)
She's taking gorgeous, excellent photos with her new camera and the study she’s putting into learning about using it, reflecting her enthusiasm and positive energy, is uplifting.
She's taking gorgeous, excellent photos with her new camera and the study she’s putting into learning about using it, reflecting her enthusiasm and positive energy, is uplifting.
Last night, while we were walking Andy, who is recovering well from a slight (but scary)
relapse last week, Caroline said to him:
“We made it to another
moon.”
Music Links:
1. Julie London: Blue Moon
2. Nanci Griffith: Once In A Very Blue Moon
3. Slapp Happy: Slow Moon's Rose
4. xPTs: Sickle Clowns
1. Julie London: Blue Moon
2. Nanci Griffith: Once In A Very Blue Moon
3. Slapp Happy: Slow Moon's Rose

