The ice is booming this morning before dawn. Like the pipe organ at church last night, the ice hits its bass notes with majesty. It will take a miracle to get us away from the woodstove on this Christmas day with temperatures near the zero mark. But our friends from Wyoming are staying one night at Beauty, their camp down the lake, and we will surely muster the good cheer to visit. If Dunkin Donuts is open on Christmas, we will take a dozen doughnuts.
Otherwise we will pray to the Immaculate Conception to make a fruit salad and yogurt appear at their doorstep.
Glory Hallelujah! Let the pipe organs sound and the procession begin! Let the presents be brought forth and the unwrapping commence!
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