What a day! I had to get some medical lab work done. My doctor wanted me to get it done before the coming appointment. I like to leave at least a week for the lab to get it done and back to the doctor, since my appointment is next Monday I felt I should get it done today. The lab opens at 7:00 and I wanted to be there as close to that time as I could. I was up with Bob at six. When I got to the lab there were five people ahead of me. It was raining and still dark so my drive was stressful. But, it’s done.
The photo a day theme for December 8 was “morning”. That makes taking the photo, if you want the photo to be actually a photo of that day instead of from the archives, a time line thing. I looked around outside to see what would fit the notion of “morning”. I felt the reflections of the sun in the neighbor’s window and the street lamp still lit gave that a good thinking point.I got my part of the bulletin done as soon as I got home and sent a request to the pastor for the rest of the information. He had it back to me before noon so I got the whole bulletin together. Now I need to format it but I am leaving that for tomorrow.
There has been a water leak in a neighbor’s yard for over four days. Just a few minutes ago some “heavy” equipment showed up. Now they are tearing up the yard and fixing the problem.
The word is connected. We are more closely connected to the invisible than to the visible, Novalis. Happiness and moral duty are inseparably connected, George Washington. It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man, Henry David Thoreau. We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men, Herman Melville. As a net is made up of a series of ties, so everything in this world is connected by a series of ties. If anyone thinks that the mesh of a net is an independent, isolated thing, he is mistaken. It is called a net because it is made up of a series of interconnected meshes, and each mesh has its place and responsibility in relation to other meshes, Gautama Buddha. And is there anything more closely connected with wisdom than truth? Plato. Purpose ... is held to be most closely connected with virtue, and to be a better token of our character than are even our acts, Aristotle. It is wonderful what a difference learning makes upon people even in the common intercourse of life, which does not appear to be much connected with it, Samuel Johnson.
My photo theme for today is “Santa”. Well, I don’t have anything “Santa” in the house, neither does Sue. So I went back out in the rain . . . telling myself “this is nuts!”, trying to get a good shot in the rain. I am amazed at how little there is of Santa in the decorations. There are reindeer, angels and nativities but very little Santas. After about a half hour driving around I had three to select from. This kind of thing really does add spice to my life and may, just maybe, keeps me a little on the younger side.
I was interested in this article when I saw the title about men answering letters to Santa for kids. There are two men, one in Westerville and one in Grove City that put mailboxes in their yard just for letters to Santa. They read them and then answer them. They both want to keep that part of Christmas, as they remember it, alive for children. One of the gentlemen stated in the article that he thought of his town as a Norman Rockwell type town. There were red mailboxes in the middle of town for Santa Claus. He got hold of some old mail boxes and started the trend from his own yard. He invited friends to help him with the letters. He prints a form type letter leaving blanks for personalization. The article mentioned that in the letters the kids ask about the reindeer and worry about being good so they aren’t on the naughty list. One of the two gentlemen made his mailbox with PVC pipes. He and his wife answer the letters by hand and add hot wax to seal them.
Its potato soup and hot dogs for dinner tonight.
Joy
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