thestoryteller Christmas is soon upon us, as we each reach deep into our hearts to share the love that was shared for our childhood. It is the children of the earth that bring true meaning to the celebration of Christmas. As we were once children under the tutelage of our parents, we find ourselves looking at all the children around us, both young and old. 031202
thestoryteller> I hope that your tree has been decorated with candy canes, cuz I'm going to eat one of them. 031202
thestoryteller> As the winter breeze turns the pasture white, the cows dip down to grab up a bunch of cold grass. This line could be from today or a thousand years ago. The memories that we hold, like going out with old Henry to fetch the cows for the morning milking, are like seasoning to a good soup. My memories serve me well, making me well seasoned. Perhaps this is where the phrase seasonís greetings come from. For each of us to look back at how well our life has been seasoned, and be thankful. 031203
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It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Soon the snow will be floating all about us, and the laughter
of all the ages will tickle our fancy.
As we think about the special times shared, we once again kindle anew that spirit of joy; after all it's a birthday party right around the corner.
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Share your soul with a friend, reach out and let them know this is a special time. With all the layers of life gone past, we paint yet another layer with all the majestic colors of the sweet baby in the manger. All a-glow with the spirit of forever, we can see our true light.
celestias shadow you coward! you noel coward!

*yes, it's a pun. it's from a christmas play. think about it*
thestoryteller> Be good! 031204
stephan In your heart peace all over again fall tonight
O silent blue bird calm gradual broken flight
Spread your wing high up the mountain bright

Quiet blue air surrounds each listening prayer
Listening, hearing costly truths whom to forbear
Letting go youíre hands my face held memories there

Dreams wrapped up in a blanket light your pathway
Into eyes filled blue fear; still tears in dreams you stay
Freely go and bear worthy a white gown another day

Birth a child, build up the house, a new love to smirk
At birds blue nests there singing shining angels lurk
Boast a messy chocolate face be-joy-all make it work

Standing in the door way aiming out a separate path
Forgiving the stains that feel so previous blue hath
Vanished behind lingering brief kisses unsurpassed

In morning, through day, to twilight moon and night
Became heart your face alight, heavens intent unite
O quiet blue bird, go calm gradual unbroken in flight.
no reason i just sent him an email. 031208
thestoryteller Snicker Doodles (cookies)
1 cup shortening
1 1/2 cup sugar
2 eggs - creamy
Set aside
Then measure
2 3/4 cup flour
2 tsp. cream of tartar - level
1 tsp. backing soda - level
1/4 tsp. salt
Combine ingredients, in both bowls
Last: Roll dough into balls, the size
of a walnut, then roll in a
(Cinnamon sugar mix)
Bake 400 degrees
8 - 10 min.
These are great cookies, made by Mom!
thestoryteller> The sun is out
the sky is blue
it's just so cold
I've had the flue

Don't you just love it!
It's the flue season.

It doesn't matter
weather sun or snow
the bug keeps comming
although so slow

Don't you just love it!
It's the flue season.
what's it to you?
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