Tinsel, Tree and Nat King Cole

Tinsel, Tree and Nat King Cole

What a beautiful night!  The snow is falling softly outside, each flake drifting gently past the window.  The lights sparkle brightly from the tree, reflecting off the little glass jewels that hang from each branch.  Each child has an ornament for each year of his...
Changing Seasons

Changing Seasons

I have never been a fan of winter.  I don’t like to be cold and I don’t like snow.  Winters in Upstate New York usually start early in November and don’t finally end until the end of May.  The middle months – January and February – are treacherous, travel nearly...
Drawn to the Light

Drawn to the Light

They knew they were close, the light shining like a beacon in the night sky.  Months they had traveled, following the celestial sign that would lead them to the Great King.   Astronomers believe the star the magi followed was not a star, but planets, likely...
Are We There Yet?

Are We There Yet?

I can remember as a child the many car-trips taken by my family.  When my brother and I were very young, we would pack into the little Volkswagon Bug and travel 6 or 8 hours at a time.  Within 15 minutes, one of us would ask our parents, “Are we there yet?”  The...