daahling...

daahling, so what are you doing for Christmas?

Christmas is coming in it's own time. i've heard some various stories. M.'s family calls almost everyday in excited expectations of his return home, and too they discuss the menu for Christmas eve and day, a kind of distant collaboration until he arrives...

G. is going to new england to a big house way deep in the woods, there she'll play with friends, meals in front a cosy fireplace (she's a wonderful cook), walks in the woods, will there be snow?

P. is one of many who suffer during this time, dissappointed expectations, family drama... i'm trying to think of a lovely gift to ease the pain.

this holiday always brings a mix of excitement and anticipation for some, and a bit, if not a whole lot of dread for others.

for me, to begin the day i hope to keep my recent tradition. where i live empties out during holidays, most people are from someplace else. it really is like a ghost town, something out of twilight zone. i love it, more space and more peace in the absence of the crowds. i like to get up really early, 7ish in the morning and go for a walk along the boardwalk. steamy tea in hand. there, families with little ones are already out, as the little ones get up incredibly early i suppose. sweeties too are holding hands enjoying the new Christmas morning. there are only a little bit of us out and it's real sweet. then i return to join friends and family to see what Santa has brought...