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Month: December, 2016

The year’s wearin’ tae the wane*

by chuckofish

We had a wonderful, riotous Christmas full of joy and feline antics.

Can you spot the kitty?

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But now the festivities are over and everyone has gone away again (boo hoo!)

It’s time to bid adieu to 2016 as well. The year veered wildly between farce and tragedy, but there were plenty of bright spots, too. However, I’m going to leave the recaps to you. It’s time to look forward. Rather than make a long list of resolutions I won’t keep, I’ve decided to concentrate on just one thing — establishing my calm. We’re talking a certain level of contented detachment, not  mindless bliss. My recipe for success is simple:

Take gentle exercise and refreshment as needed.

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That’s it! I feel better already, don’t you?

From all of us, to all of you — may 2017 bring you peace and joy!!!

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Happy New Year!

*Dougie MacLean, “Goodnight and Joy”

 

 

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?

by chuckofish

I have always liked Patti Smith and I liked this. (If you click through you can watch her beautiful performance at the Nobel Prize ceremony.)

I was born in Chicago on December 30, 1946, within the vortex of a huge snowstorm. My father had to help the taxi-driver navigate Lake Shore Drive with the windows wide open, while my mother was in labor. I was a scrawny baby, and my father worked to keep me alive, holding me over a steamy washtub to help me breathe. I will think of them both when I step on the stage of the Riviera Theatre, in Chicago, on my seventieth birthday, with my band, and my son and daughter.

Ah, scrawny babies. Our grand-babies are coming along, looking better every day, responding to their parents’ steadfast love and devotion. Little girl is over 2 lbs. now and little boy is almost up to 2 lbs. They are gettin’ there.

Screen Shot 2016-12-27 at 6.06.43 PM.pngI was sorry to hear about Carrie Fisher who died yesterday at age 60. A contemporary of mine, she reminded me of a lot of the girls I grew up with. She wasn’t much of an actress–let’s admit it, she was pretty terrible in Star Wars, but she was a funny, funny gal who had been through a lot and kept going. My heartfelt condolences go out to her mother Debbie Reynolds.

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Well, I hope you are enjoying this week between Christmas and New Years. I am.

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Have a great day!

So ho skip and away

by chuckofish

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 Then pater sa in much lower voice ABSENT FRIENDS and everyone else sa absent friends absent friends absent friends ect. and begin blubbing. In fact it do not seem that you can go far at xmas time without blubbing of some sort and when they listen to the wireless in the afternoon all about the lonely shepherd and the lighthousemen they are in floods of tears.

Still xmas is a good time with all the presents and good food and i hope it will never die out or at any rate not until i am grown up and hav to pay for it all. So ho skip and away the next thing we shall be taken to peter pan for a treat so brace up brace up.

–Geoffrey Willans, How to Be Topp

Home for Christmas

by chuckofish

I’m happy to say that the gang is all here. Sons James and Chris arrived yesterday — boisterously and with wonderful goodies baked by Chris’s girlfriend, Nicole. I should have taken pictures, but for some reason the cat, Evelyn, seems to get all my attention. She’s very sweet and well behaved.

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She’s not a cuddler or a climber (yet); rather, she’s a hunter, who loves to chase the red dot of a laser pointer all over the house. She’s very fast, but also so coordinated that she doesn’t knock things over — even the Christmas Lego! Being a kitten, however, she gets tired out by all the stimulation and has to take frequent naps.

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Come to think of it, I could use frequent naps myself — all this socializing (not to mention cooking, cleaning and kitty-watching) wears me out.

Last night for dinner we had a family favorite, stew,  along with Nicole’s delicious spring onion challah, which was so good that we ate the whole thing in one sitting.

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After dinner we watched “White Christmas”, my first Christmas movie of the year. I hadn’t seen it in a while and I must say that I loved it as much as ever. Sure, it has superb music and dancing, but IMHO the script is what makes it so great.  We laughed out loud a lot and ended the evening much more in the Christmas spirit than we began it.

Today we’ll do the last minute wrapping and normal Christmas Eve festivities, including church, and before we know it, it will be Christmas.  As we all open our presents, stuff ourselves with yummy food, and imbibe our Christmas cheer, let’s remember this:

“And when we give each other Christmas gifts in His name, let us remember that He has given us the sun and the moon and the stars, and the earth with its forests and mountains and oceans–and all that lives and move upon them. He has given us all green things and everything that blossoms and bears fruit and all that we quarrel about and all that we have misused–and to save us from our foolishness, from all our sins, He came down to earth and gave us Himself.”
― Sigrid Undset

Merry Christmas everyone!!

“For it is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a child Himself.”*

by chuckofish

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You give me a book; I give you a tie. Aunt Martha has always wanted an orange squeezer and Uncle Henry could do with a new pipe. We forget nobody, adult or child. All the stockings are filled… all that is, except one. And we have even forgotten to hang it up. The stocking for the child born in a manger. It’s his birthday we are celebrating. Don’t ever let us forget that. Let us ask ourselves what he would wish for most… and then let each put in his share. Loving kindness, warm hearts and the stretched out hand of tolerance. All the shining gifts that make peace on earth.

–Henry Brougham in The Bishop’s Wife (1947)

There are nine days remaining until the end of the year. Posting will be sporadic through the end of the year, but we thank  you for checking in on us and following us. We do appreciate your loyalty!

Have a Merry Christmas and we hope you all get what you want from Santa this year!

*Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

The photo is from Etsy.com

You’ll be doin’ all right, with your Christmas of white, But I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas

by chuckofish

Today is Blue Christmas, also called the Longest Night in the Western Christian tradition, a day in the Advent season marking the longest night of the year. On this day, some churches hold a church service that honors people who have lost loved ones in that year.

I was unaware of this “tradition,” but it is easy to understand how easy it is for people to get especially sad at this time of year. Those long, dark nights are so depressing and we miss our loved ones. Sigh.

Listening to Elvis sing “Blue Christmas” would make us all feel better, but WordPress would not let me upload video, so you will just have to imagine him singing in your head.

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Another way to cheer up is to stare at your tree and look at all the pretty ornaments that you have collected over the years. Sometimes this leads to thinking about how ancient you have become (along with your “vintage” ornaments) but c’est la vie.

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It may also bring you joy to get busy wrapping all those presents you have gotten for friends and family, because, you know, it is better to give than to receive.

On the other hand, I have given some real flops (or “boners” as we call them) in my day and that is always a depressing reality of Christmas. Expectations are always in the stratosphere around 12/25 and they are bound to be grounded at some point.

Well, try to “think positive” and count your blessings. Daughter #2 is keeping me company and my spirits up at work. And who doesn’t love a poinsettia?

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Have a good Wednesday!

“You see, George, you’ve really had a wonderful life.”

by chuckofish

Last night we watched It’s a Wonderful Life (1946) which I had not viewed for quite a few years. It is best to let some of these old chestnuts rest for awhile; then when you do watch them again, you think, “Wow! That was pretty good!”

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And it was good! It is a little depressing before you get to the final payoff, and it is overly long in getting there, but I do appreciate the message about the power of prayer.

Unbenownst to George Bailey, a lot of people have been praying for him as well and an angel has been dispatched to help him.

(You can read what Jimmy Stewart remembered about the movie years later in an article in Guideposts Magazine here.)

The film was not a success at the time, but over the years, and especially after it became a staple on television, it became a Christmas classic. So add it to your list. Five days ’til Christmas to watch it!

Here’s what Bosley Crowthers wrote about it in The New York Times back in 1946.

 

Yea, amen! let all adore thee*

by chuckofish

It was a busy week. Daughter #2 came home and between going to work, trips to the NICU at the hospital and an ice storm, we managed to trim the big tree

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and watch Miracle on 34th Street (1947) and Edward Scissorhands (1990). We even made several fires in the fireplace without the aid of our Eagle Scout who did come and help us wrangle the tree into the tree stand. Merci beaucoup.

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Daughter #2 graded 29 papers and the OM gassed up the cars.

We went to church yesterday, the fourth Sunday in Advent, and sang the rest of the advent hymns. The rector gave us all high fives for showing up. In fact, a lot of churches were closed because of the weather and very cold temperatures. This is a new thing. On Saturday night you see the names of church closings scrolling on the bottom of your television screen, just like school closings during the week. [Insert eye roll here.] Please.

Today we will go back to work for a few days and visit the hospital and get ready for daughter #1’s arrival on Friday. And we will “rejoice! rejoice!” because, you know, “Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel!”

Have a good week and stay calm.

*Hymn 57, Charles Wesley

Hey, anyone can dream*

by chuckofish

I’m getting there, but whenever I feel as if I’m nearing Christmas readiness, I remember something I haven’t done yet: cards; baking; wrapping; mailing packages… Okay, so I’ve got a way to go. Nevertheless, it’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas, as they say. The view out my dining room window this morning certainly fit the bill.

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My plan to drive to UPS to send my packages is on hold for the moment, but there’s plenty to do inside, including loads of end-of-semester grading. Still, we’re coming along. I found a perfect little boxwood centerpiece.

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It even has a string of little LED lights to make it twinkle at night. Note, too, the vintage Santa candle that my DP sent to me. Yes, as you can see in the photo’s background, our big tree has been up for a week without lights or decoration, but the presents are accumulating nicely.

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Note the flower-free Christmas cactus. Horticultural failures aside, I am making progress. Amazon boxes keep arriving and boy #3 should be here soon as well. We just don’t know when or with whom. There’s been talk of his girlfriend accompanying him, but so far no firm information, so flexibility is my watchword. In addition to the various humans in the house, we will host one new guest this Christmas. Meet Evelyn, Tim’s new cat.

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This has sitcom written all over it. But will it be a family friendly funny 1960s TV show, a predictably stupid and vulgar modern movie comedy, or a  clever and witty  Noel Coward meets Terry Pratchett verbal duel? Just as long as we don’t end up in an existential crisis feeling that “l’enfer c’est les autres” we’ll be okay. Knowing us, which version do you bet on?

*Gregory Alan Isakov, “Evelyn”

“I am excessively diverted.”*

by chuckofish

Today on the Episcopal calendar of saints we commemorate two Episcopal architects and an Episcopal artist: Ralph Adams Cram, Richard Upjohn and John La Farge.

Upjohn (22 January 180216 August 1878) was an English-born architect who emigrated to the United States and became most famous for his Gothic Revival churches.

His family initially settled in New Bedford, Massachusetts and then moved on to Boston in 1833, where he worked in architectural design. He had relocated to New York by 1839 where he worked on alterations to Trinity Church. The alterations were later abandoned and he was commissioned to design a new church, completed in 1846.

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Trinity then and now…

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He published his extremely influential book, Upjohn’s rural architecture: Designs, working drawings and specifications for a wooden church, and other rural structures, in 1852.

Upjohn designed many buildings in a variety of styles–such as St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in Baltimore which combines 12th-century Italian elements on the exterior and Romanesque elements on the interior–

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but he is most identified with Gothic Revival Episcopal churches.

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Episcopal Church of the Holy Comforter in Poughkeepsie, NY

However, he also designed the much more humble and very charming Gothic Revival St. Luke’s Episcopal Church in North Charlestown, New Hampshire where our ancestors the Rands were members. I’d love to know the backstory on this!

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A small country church with a cruciform plan sheathed in board and batten siding with zigzag bottom edges. Its nave runs in an east/west direction, bisected by transepts and ending in a polygonal apse at the east end. A shed addition abuts the north end of the apse. The placement of a square tower at the southeast corner dominates the otherwise symmetrical plan. The first-floor tower window is a small peaked rectangular window with entry through a pointed arch doorway on the south side. Second-story windows are rectangular. Apse windows have a low pointed shape with label molds. Above the two-story base, the tower is capped by a steeply pitched truncated hip roof sheathed in hexagonal and regular slate shingles, capped by a smaller square stage with a louvered. almond shaped opening on each side and surmounted by a pyramidal roof topped by a cross. Remaining roof surfaces are sheathed in alternating bands of green and purple slate. Each of the transept ends features a tripart trefoil arch window. Rafters support the projecting eaves with a collar tie adorned by four cutout quatrefoil designs. The nave is four bays wide with small peaked rectangular windows. A small steeply pitched gable vestibule extends from the rear of the south side. Located in the rear of the nave is a six-part circular stained glass window capped by a collar tie similar to those in the transepts.

The church was designed in 1863 by Richard Upjohn, a prominent New York ecclesiastical architect and is New Hampshire’s only wooden church by Upjohn. Ground broken July 4, 1863; completed December 10, 1863; consecrated December 11, 1863. The church was enlarged in 1869 by the architect’s son, Richard M. Upjohn, by moving the nave back 22 feet and building transepts, a tower and steeple. (National Register Nomination Information)

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So hats off and a toast to Ralph, John and especially Richard, saints of the Church, and a prayer too:

Gracious God, we thank you for the vision of Ralph Adams Cram, John LaFarge and Richard Upjohn, whose harmonious revival of the Gothic enriched our churches with a sacramental understanding of reality in the face of secular materialism; and we pray that we may honor your gifts of the beauty of holiness given through them, for the glory of Jesus Christ; who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, in glory everlasting. Amen.

*Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice