12/24/07

Appreciating a Place We Call Home: A Christmas Letter


There are numerous things we appreciate about the place we call home. The last year we have spent more time close to home taking short road trips that resulted in an awareness of the beauty that surrounds us here on Lake Roosevelt. Here are some thoughts as I reflect on the last year.

Top Ten Reasons I Was Glad Gas Prices
Were Too High in 2007 to Travel Very Far

10. We earned lots of free lattes on our espresso cards in Stevens and Spokane Counties.
9. When we took a ten-mile trip around our area we didn’t need 3 oz. toiletries in a quart size Ziplock bag. We could even take our own bottled water!
8. Annie and Shelby could go to Lake Roosevelt and roll in dead fish as easily as the Oregon Coast.
7. When I went hiking through the Settler’s Cedar Grove in North Idaho with my siblings I didn’t have to put a rush order on my new passport.
6. We didn’t have to go to a big city to see live theater. We went to the Sixth Street Melodrama in Wallace, Idaho in July and thoroughly enjoyed “Nightmare at Dream Gulch Or... Wake Me When Its Over” written by my sister Silver Valley Girl. She also starred , her husband was the director and another star and all my nieces had parts!
5. I appreciate good Idaho food including hamburgers at the Spragpole Cafe in Murray, authentic Mexican tamales at Patti’s Kitchen in Moscow, great coffee at Josie’s in Kellogg, and drunken gravy fries at the 13 13 Club in Wallace.
4. It is easier to take digital pictures at a mountain lake when you are the only people there.
3. When my brother and I toured the White Pine Scenic Byway in Idaho and JEJ joined us on the Selkirk Loop in northeastern Washington we didn’t have to search for parking places or fight traffic.
2. We drove by Sandy’s Drive-In on our way home from many ten-mile trips and it was necessary to get the best soft ice cream cones in the Inland Empire.
1. The number one reason I was glad the gas prices were high : I could travel the northwest and enjoy five-star restaurants, but it is better to drive four hours and enjoy Mom’s five-star fried chicken, potato salad, homemade ice cream, and apple pie.

12/23/07

Moments of Quiet

Before the holiday journey
With the to-do list done I have
Some moments of quiet.
It includes a mug of coffee,
The Christmas Waltz with Karen and
Snow falling out the window.
Pausing I reflect on
my dear blogging friends.
Your posts have taught me life lessons,
showed me beauty from all over the world,
and provided tons of encouragement.
May 2008 bring new books to curl up with,
a new coffee or tea in a big, chunky mug,
fresh inspiration for Sunday Scribblings ,
photos that brings life alive,
recipes, craft ideas, laughs and tears
with connections near and far.
Merry Christmas and Peace in 2008!

12/22/07

Winter Solstice: Relearning Winter

As we drove home the snow was falling, the road was turning icy, and the day was growing dark as we celebrated Winter Solstice. We were steered around a car accident and saw snowplows gearing up for a late afternoon run. Moving slowly down the road along Lake Roosevelt we were reminded that we always need to relearn winter. I also admit to a short memory. We need to relearn to prepare for getting stranded, to anticipate the deer moving across the road in early evening, and to pause and appreciate and respect this season.Relearning Winter

Hello Winter, hello flanneled
blanket of clouds, clouds
fueled by more clouds, hello again.

Hello afternoons,
off to the west, that silver
of sunset, rust-colored
and gone too soon.

And night (I admit to a short memory)
you climb back in with chilly fingers
and clocks, and there is no refusal:
ice cracks the water main, the garden hose
stiffens, the bladed leaves of the rhododendron
shine in the fog of a huge moon.

And rain, street lacquer,
oily puddles and spinning rubber,
mist of angels on the head of a pin,
hello,

and snow, upside-down cake of clouds,
white, freon scent, you build
even as you empty the world of texture-

hello to this new relief,
this new solitude now upon us,
upon which we feed.

Mark Svenvold
from Soul Data, 1998
University of North Texas Press, Denton, TX


Happy Winter Solstice!

12/21/07

Celebrating With Students, A Moment of Quiet, and Winter Break Begins

Today when I arrived at school there was no down time to squeeze in that last swallow of coffee or check my mail. Excited middle school students were ready for the celebration to begin.The students in our middle school have kept our hall looking festive this holiday season.
They decorated a tree that greeted us as we walked in each day in December.
Today we had a Christmas party and during the gift exchange BZ got this great stuffed sled dog. Students then stuck on Santa hats and played basketball. Don't be fooled. It was bright and sunny, but also very cold. The thermometer read 11 degrees.When the party came to an end I had a moment of quiet reflection as I shut down the room for winter break. I thought about how much fun the students had together today. I loved the giving gestures I observed as students traded gifts that were more suited. They were planning get-togethers for break time, laughing, and wishing each other " Happy Holidays".

As I headed down the deserted hall to begin my break I felt blessed. I have a profession that provides unforgettable moments each day. Today those moments were joyous.

12/20/07

"It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas"

As I prepared goodie packages for family members tonight I noticed it was finally beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Since tomorrow is my last day of school before our holiday break, I think I can see Christmas looming in the near future now!
The neighborhood has gotten in the holiday mood with signs and lights that brighten up my drive as I come and go. The indoor plants and the holly outside have helped surround us with holiday beauty. The animals are either watching it snow, taking a ride in the car, eating, watching, or resting. They love the heavenly smells as things bake. The cats are entertained with the pieces of ribbon and paper left around. The cats also keep waiting for lights to be hung around their cat door. The dogs can only hope a cookie or two will burn so they can " sample".
Yes, it is beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

12/19/07

Sibling Assignment # 48: Sixth Grade, The Carpenters, and Christmas Bells

Silver Valley Girl gave us our sibling assignment this week.

"One of my favorite Christmas carols is “I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day”, based on a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Read or sing the words and write some reflections on the words of this poem/carol." You will find Raymond Pert's here soon and Silver Valley Girl's here soon.
In sixth grade each month our teacher had us copy a poem, illustrate it, memorize it, then present it to the class. They were then hung up on the bulletin board. These were the type of assignments this sixth grade student liked. The poem she assigned for December was " I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day". When I memorized the words and illustrated it I don't think I understood the meaning.
When I sang this carol in church what is vivid in my mind is the last line of each stanza "Peace on Earth Good Will to Men" . It had a traditional melody that stayed with me long after it had been sung. If my memory serves me right we have an old Christmas album at home that has this song on it. I remember hearing it often. I will have to check that out on Christmas Eve.

I didn't remember that Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote the words. The original poem was called " Christmas Bells". Here are the words with the two extra stanzas that were dropped when John Calkin rearranged the words into the carol.
"Christmas Bells"
(The original poem, complete with all seven stanzas)
"I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


"Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned these words on Christmas, 1864. I thought it was another carol that had pulled the Christmas story from the one of the four gospels. He had used some New Testament verses, but he composed this while the Civil War was being fought. He had lost his wife in a tragic accident and his son was wounded in the war. After knowing the true reasons for his stanzas the words " Peace on earth, good-will to men" took on a different meaning. Longfellow through all his suffering saw hope.
One of the first albums I bought when I left home was a Carpenter's Christmas album. They do a beautiful arrangement of this song. The man that put together this video showed images he felt belonged with the lyrics while Karen Carpenter's unmistakable voice carries the melody.