When closing off the lights and locking up the doors last night I looked through a pane of glass at the vibrant moon. There it was surrounded and framed so beautifully by the branches of one of our oldest maple trees. I could see a face in it as I often do and I thought of Kane. It was like he was saying "good-night...sleep tight".
I said "Good-night Kane. Be a good boy."
I think I will always think of him as I look up to the skies.
I can't think of a better way to chase the blues than to be with a little grandittle for the evening.
One that squeals with delight as she runs around and stops to throw a smile your way.
We had dinner, read stories, had a tea-party with Miss Pig, dolly & the mermaid. We rocked in her big rocker and learned more about the tales of Curious George. It was a fun evening filled with hugs and giggles.
Today the frost hangs on to the bare branches of the maples and the cold has settled in.
There are feeders to fill this morning as each day the birds empty them with gusto. And a hawk was spotted just over the pump yesterday so the outdoor chairs are now tenting the spot where Simon feeds each morning. Anything to stop the hawk from finding him. Fingers crossed for the little weirdo.
I'm hanging lights & wreaths around the gate, along the fence and over by the feeders.
It's time to welcome the Christmas season and try to shake off the sadness that follows me around.
We'll miss our boy this Christmas, and every day for a long time, I imagine, and we will raise a glass on Christmas day to his long and love-filled life.
Resting after Christmas dinner.
2013
I hope Christmas is showing up in your neighbourhood.
hugs, Deb
I said "Good-night Kane. Be a good boy."
I think I will always think of him as I look up to the skies.
I can't think of a better way to chase the blues than to be with a little grandittle for the evening.
One that squeals with delight as she runs around and stops to throw a smile your way.
We had dinner, read stories, had a tea-party with Miss Pig, dolly & the mermaid. We rocked in her big rocker and learned more about the tales of Curious George. It was a fun evening filled with hugs and giggles.
Today the frost hangs on to the bare branches of the maples and the cold has settled in.
There are feeders to fill this morning as each day the birds empty them with gusto. And a hawk was spotted just over the pump yesterday so the outdoor chairs are now tenting the spot where Simon feeds each morning. Anything to stop the hawk from finding him. Fingers crossed for the little weirdo.
I'm hanging lights & wreaths around the gate, along the fence and over by the feeders.
It's time to welcome the Christmas season and try to shake off the sadness that follows me around.
We'll miss our boy this Christmas, and every day for a long time, I imagine, and we will raise a glass on Christmas day to his long and love-filled life.
Resting after Christmas dinner.
2013
I hope Christmas is showing up in your neighbourhood.
hugs, Deb