Five Weeks Till Christmas.....

 I love Christmas stories. One of my favourites is from a children's book called "Pussycat's Christmas" by Margaret Wise Brown ( of course...anything with a cat). I couldn't resist using a few  parts from the story....worth finding and reading. It's very sweet....definitely a children's story. But I have to admit I love reading them off and on......

 "It was Christmas. How could you tell? Was the snow falling? No.The little pussycat knew that Christmas was coming. The ice tinkled when it broke on the frozen mud puddles. The cold air made her hair stand straight up in the air. And the air, oh the air, it smelled JUST as it did last year......"

        Gingerbread house making time. Morgan and  Rebecca Bos ,who now lives in Florida, and came a long ways to see us.  "And tangerines. White tissue paper. And red tissue paper. Tissue paper rustled. Nuts cracked. Scissors cut...." Gingerbread under construction.

 "Brrrrrr. there was the dark smell of winter air before snow. And then, the street lights clicked on all over town......She stood very still and stretched her ears there in the whitened darkness. She heard it from far away....jingle jingle jingle.....She saw the sleigh go jingling by....."

 "In the silence of the frozen night, in the silence of the bright stars high in the sky, all was calm all was bright......"

 "Silent Night, Holy Night, all is calm, all is bright....." So much ice. So much cold.

 "The wind rattled the black branches, and rattled it well....."

                                It has been a very cold day ( for B.C.) But in the afternoon the neighbours cats came out and lolled about in the warm sun. Spencer was very happy.

                             And Smokey was very happy........of course he was. He had just consumed a bird. And batted about a rat. Which I had to bury in the garden. I just hope it decomposes over winter so I don't get a nasty surprise when I  go digging about in the summer. Rat carcasses. Yuck.

  And then there's the gingerbread house . Freshly iced. Covered with candy. Drying in front of the three wise men . I didn't know where else to put it, so our own cats wouldn't gnaw on it. It will be covered in cellophane. Given away to someone. And there will be a manger again, waiting .......