Warm Memories

Of all the animals we grew up with on that Oklahoma farm, everything from guinea fowl to piglets, the one animal we never had was sheep. Not a single one. No little fuzzy lamb was ever gamboling on the hillside. I guess sheep and red dirt just didn't mix.

Yet when the temperature dropped to 29 degrees the other morning and my window still open to the breezes I reached for the wool blanket. Just like fried chicken as comfort food, sometimes only wool will do. Wool checks the cold and warms the toes like nothing else. A little wool in the gloves, hats or socks makes the world a warmer place.

Warm wool and warm memories soothes.

Warm Christmas spirits comes not only from images of wee lambs, but also music, cards, cookies, movies: I watched Millions and Love, Actually to feed my holiday spirit.

Warm Christmas hearts come from people: family, siblings, and friends. Warm hugs can warm the cockles of your heart every time. The absolute best hugs come from grandchildren -- the gender doesn't matter.

Dancing into the Christmas season warm feelings also came from jobs well done, or maybe not well done, but done, finished, marked off the list.

See the truth.
God made time and he made lots of it.
Where dreams go to die, warm memories take over.


A quote from The Pooh Book of Quotations for no other reason than it warms me.

Piglet: "Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?"

"Supposing it didn't," said Pooh after careful thought."


Dancing into the New Year be warm through and through with memories and all the simple gifts of the Universe -- enjoy the life you have created.

A big fat warm thank you to Nora for her most excellent Taylor Breakfast post. No one could have done it better. Warm, tender, sweet and just enough smart ass for us to know it was from you. Your crazy aunt loves you.

Best of health to Brittany and anyone one else battling a health issue. Your crazy aunt, sister, mom, friend loves you.

Welcome 2012.