Lights on my trailer, the darker it gets, the brighter they burn.
Baby in a Sock? Found this odd creature in a basket at the Cobwebs Antique Shoppe where I was hunting for an angel ornament to give to my bowling partner, Carol. It seemed very weird to me at first--kind of a gnomic figure from Scandinavia, or a representation of Jizo, a bodhisatva who especially protects the souls of children. Googling around in the Cloud, I found sets of these molded heavy glass lights from the 20s era for sale on eBay. Here there is a toddler with a Japanese haircut that resembles the Baby in a Sock, but I prefer to keep the windows open on what else it could be.
My most fabulous present ever! Barbara Cortese, who sewed my parasol curtains last July, sneaked some scraps of that yardage and stitched them into a lap quilt with bright orange fleece on the backside. I have been bragging it around at the Senior Center and in the trailer park. I am going to get new cushions for my dinette in that aqua color framing the edges.
The Senior Center offers a gift-wrapping service during the two weeks before Christmas. I volunteered several afternoons for this fund-raiser, and had many happy chats with its main organizers, Rachel and Betty. I went to free Christmas Day Dinner at this worthy establishment which serves about 600 Xmas dinners every year to anyone who sits down.
Local Color: Santa and sleigh hooked up to motorcycle reindeer.
