Cold enough for you?

Clark Hol­low Ram­blings

Rappahannock News - - COMMENT - RICHARD BRADY morelchaser@gmail.com; 675-3754

Ev­ery year, with the com­ple­tion of the hol­i­days, I am faith­fully re­minded of the Christ­mas carol, In the Bleak Mid­win­ter. The in­ternet tells me the carol was based on a poem by the English poet, Christina Ros­setti. Some of the words in that carol make my old bones ache. Just the first verse:

In the bleak mid­win­ter, frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron, wa­ter like a stone.

Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,

In the bleak mid­win­ter, long ago.

Of course, the hymn goes on to be­come much more up­lift­ing, telling the story of the birth of the Christ child, but that first verse al­ways makes me shiver be­fore I get to the good part.

If you cel­e­brate Christ­mas, I hope you had a joy­ous and warm hol­i­day. We gath­ered with friends and fam­ily on Christ­mas Eve and Christ­mas day. The grand­kids are all un­der the age of 10, so there was still much ex­cite­ment and an­tic­i­pa­tion.

Speak­ing of that, I am re­minded of the words of the au­thor, Robert Ruark, who wrote The Old Man and the Boy. He was talk­ing about the an­tic­i­pa­tion in the air when au­tumn sets in and he com­pared it to the 23rd of De­cem­ber. He said it wasn’t quite Christ­mas yet, but it was close enough to ruin your sleep. From the sleepy eyes in saw in some of the lit­tle ones I would say they spent a few hours in bed ly­ing in wait for the old man with the big sack over his shoul­der.

Some of us from church went to an as­sisted liv­ing fa­cil­ity in Front Royal and sang some Christ­mas car­ols for the folks there. I don’t know who gets more out of that ef­fort, the singers or the lis­ten­ers. For some rea­son, I am al­ways a bit ap­pre­hen­sive when I do that, then I come out and feel so good that I won­der why I don’t do it more of­ten.

My bride keeps telling me I am spread­ing my­self too thin. I then re­mind her that it is only be­cause of her good cook­ing that there is so much of me to spread around.

That’s enough fool­ish­ness. I hope your hol­i­days were won­der­ful. I hope you were able to spend some time with friends and fam­ily. I hope Santa was good to you, that you had plenty to eat, a warm fire to sit be­side and time to re­flect on why we cel­e­brate Christ­mas. God bless you. Take care of your­self and stay warm.

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