Saturday, December 11, 2010


Marley was dead: to begin with.  There is no doubt whatever about that.  The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner.  Scrooge signed it: and Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to.  Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail. - A Christmas Carol
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay, 

Remember Christ our Savior 
Was born on Christmas day, 
To save us all from Satan's pow'r 
When we were gone astray; 

O tidings of comfort and joy, 
Comfort and joy, 
O tidings of comfort and joy. 
(God Rest You Merry Gentlemen)
At one time most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe. - The Polar Express
As Trixie followed Jen out of the Long House, winter smacked her with an open hand. It wasn't just cold, the way it got in Maine in December. It was bone-deep cold, the kind that wrapped around your spine and turned your breath into tiny crystals, the kind that matted your eyelashes together with ice. Snow was piled on both sides of the walkway, and snow machines were parked at right angles in between a few rusted trucks. - The Tenth Circle
It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river 
I could skate away on
River - Joni Mitchell)

1 comment:

Meghan said...

this is sooo cute!