Hello Robin Red Breast.
How do you do?
Sitting on the fence watching me,
as I look out at you.
You seem to know I see you,
even though I don’t come outside.
You sit there strutting your beauty
with such spirited pride.
You sing such a pretty song,
and I know it won’t be long,
till the warm weather comes along.
Then I can come out and listen to you!
Extract from a poem by Judith Pleasant
I just love the holiday season and Christmas time – lots of activity like shopping, preparations for the big Christmas lunch and meeting up with family and friends. From my childhood I remember tables laden with food, lots of presents under the Christmas tree and a general feeling of well-being, excitement, contentment and happiness. Oh, to be a child again and experience that excitement of waking up early on Christmas morning and not being able to wait until everybody else is also awake so that you may open your presents!
Every year I design a couple of Christmas cards, painting them on card size watercolour paper and sending them off to family and friends. But it seems the tradition of sending out Christmas cards is a dying one, as most people I talk to say they don’t send any cards any more. A pity, because there is nothing more pleasurable than receiving a card in the post with some beautifully handwritten message of cheer…
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