My word for 2013 was light The weather was beautifully frosty in early 2013 Micky Mac's house was finally . . .
The sun shone on Christmas Day and beamed long rays of golden light into the house. The slow unfolding of the meal, the unwrapping of gifts, the . . .
I went down to the shore for the shortest time, the wind blew the cobwebs from my mind and I remembered my purpose. This next . . .
Christmas is here! I hope you find some solace in retreating a . . .