The dianthus I planted the other day looks beautiful and Christmas-y
It was a low-key day for me today. I slept in as I always do on Christmas morning, following the “magic” of the night before. Outside, the noise was at last hushed, the only silent morning of the year. There was no underlying roar of traffic, no commotion with sirens. I wished it could always be this way.
Not much happened on Christmas Eve this year except I said “goodnight” to Siri as I closed my iPad after reading for about a half an hour. I could no longer stay awake, and I succumbed to deep sleep in the warm cocoon of my bed.
Dad came over for Christmas dinner around noon. The meal consisted of things that we heated up or pulled out of the refrigerator. No big fuss. That way everyone can relax and enjoy, no slaving away for hours in the kitchen as in years past. Dad ate heartily, which was good, and then I showed him my Christmas present from Desmond, given to me at Thanksgiving, an iPad mini. I love it, and after I showed it to Dad, I think he liked it a lot, too. He’s 89, and I am always happy when he shows an interest in something. If I could just get him to go somewhere with me over the break to take photographs, that would be great, too. He is an excellent photographer, just hasn’t had much interest in doing it for the last few years since my mom died.
After Dad left, I went for a walk around the neighborhood. The roaming bands of big families weren’t out yet to disturb the solitude, and it was reasonably peaceful. The weather couldn’t decide if it wanted to be cloudy and cold, or sun and clouds and reasonably warm. It stayed mostly cloudy, windy, and cold, much to my happiness. After I walked, I had visions of curling up on the couch by myself and watching “Nutcracker” productions like I did two years ago, but Desmond and I decided to read instead. We sat companionably and comfortably side-by-side and read for a couple of hours (well, I did, and he fell asleep!). Later, we will probably binge-watch the Netflix series we are currently interested in.
It has been a perfect day, and it’s too bad it’s only one day each year. I’d like to have a couple of these days when it is quiet and peaceful, there is no pressure to go somewhere and do something, and I am at home enjoying the warm cozy-ness of deep winter. It’s the best feeling in the world.