Posts by Joan Courtney
What a Ride!
The day after Christmas is a time to take a breath, relax, and appreciate the simple things in life. —FsmStatistics.Fm Duff here. Cousin Sammy and His Buddies sent Me a card! (He’s the coal-black Fellow under Santa’s hand, of course.) They went with Santa on His Yearly Ride to deliver gifts to all the Good…
Read MoreThe Merriest Christmas
Duff here. Today is Christmas Day. Finally! As You know, I met Santa and decided We were Kinfolk. He wouldn’t forget Me. I just knew it! And He brought what I wanted Most: a cuddly Blanket and an Extra Treat. I hope You got what You wanted from the Big Jolly Guy in his Red…
Read MoreLessons From Santa
Yes, Virginia. There is a Santa Claus. —Francis Pharcellus Church, The Sun Such a year! We’re going to countless festivities! The little ones are so excited… it’s hard for them to sleep. No sugarplums quite yet, Don’t forget: Aunt Martha is allergic to peanuts. The list seems unending. But Christmas is here, filled with magic…
Read MoreA Train of Thought
I’ve reached the age where my train of thought often leaves the station without me. —dropalinedesign.com Duff here. The other day, Mom bustled over to the local mailing Place to mail those few Very important Packages for Christmas. Yes, They just came In, and needed to be sent back Out. (Kind of confusing to Me.)…
Read MoreSparkly Christmas Lights
Duff here. Mom took Me to see the Christmas Lights. It was Very Cold when We first Started out, so She bundled Me up in My Blanket. There I was, peeking out at the Glorious Lights. Toasty warm and Content. She was talking to Me, telling Me about the Colors and the Shapes. One was…
Read MoreSing Those Carols!
Singing is a way of escaping. It’s another world. I’m no longer on earth. —Edith Piaf Duff here. Mom and I went to hear the White Mountain Symphony Orchestra recently. Well, I should say Mom went. And I got to Hear all about It. (Canines are not allowed inside The Auditorium. Sheesh!) When She described…
Read MoreThat Big Smile
Duff here. The first Snow arrived with a Bang. When Mom started out for Her Morning Walk, It was cold, and the White Stuff was falling. She loved It, but wondered if She had too much on Her plate for an extended version of the Saunter. She decided to strike out on a longer Walk…
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