Dry Christmas

Tis the season… For “Crunched up Christmas carols.” This one has all the cheese you’ll ever want, so get out the crackers…and if you dare, the wine: I’m dreaming of a dry Christmas, Just like the ones we used to know: When the eggnog’s virgin And no one’s purgin’ Our minds work clearly, not so

OH, THE FLOWERS!

When I was growing up, we used to get bulb catalogs right about now.  Yes, in the middle of winter, while the snow is blowing into drifts outside and gardening is the least likely activity of the day! But oh, the flowers!  Page after page of beauty in every shape, size and color. Now is