Joy to you

Happy Winter Solstice! The shortest day of the year. It's good to know that after today, each day will get just a little lighter. I choose to see that as a metaphor for our future.

 Blogging will be sporadic - more likely nonexistent - over the next week as we entertain out of town guests and celebrate the holiday season with friends and family.

 Whatever holidays you celebrate at this time of year, may your days be filled with joy, peace, and love.

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  1. Judy KruegerDecember 22, 2017 at 11:53 AM

    Thank you Dorothy! Blessed holidays to you and yours. I spent the Solstice making cookies. At Christmas time I eat cookies for breakfast!

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 22, 2017 at 12:39 PM

      What an excellent idea! Enjoy.

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    2. CarmenDecember 22, 2017 at 5:24 PM

      How I would like to eat cookies for breakfast! If only I could... I was thinking that Santa must end up comatose from eating so many cookies and peppermint candy canes on Christmas Eve.

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    3. Dorothy BordersDecember 22, 2017 at 6:14 PM

      Christmas cookies are why everyone starts a new diet on New Year's Day!

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  2. CarmenDecember 22, 2017 at 5:21 PM

    Happy holidays to you and yours, Dorothy! Come back renewed! :-)

    I will be posting often as I still have some movies I would like to review before my end of the year "best list", plus the best books I read, which is posting on Christmas day. Anyways, we'll reconnect in the New Year.

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 22, 2017 at 6:15 PM

      I need to do an end of year best list, too - probably late next week after everyone goes home. Have a joyous holiday, Carmen, and thank you for being a faithful reader of the blog.

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  3. AlanaDecember 22, 2017 at 8:18 PM

    Joy to you and yours, too. Hope the visits are wonderful times for you.

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 22, 2017 at 10:28 PM

      Thanks, Alana, and may you and yours have the very best of holidays!

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