christmas raze it comes quicker every year now. the stomach-churning anticipation of childhood is gone, the chaos of visiting with six million family members and squeezing several meals into two hours and one stomach given way to something quieter and smaller in scale and easier to digest. i used to think christmas was magic. now i try to treat it as a time to reflect on the year, with comforting smells and snow underfoot. 131106 ... epitome of incomprehensibility High of 13 degrees in the day, snowing in the evening. Merryish_Christmas. 201225 what's it to you? who go blather from