Monday Morning Musings

It's coming 'round Christmas and I'm thinking a bit about Christmases past....and my hope for Christmases future, but not so much about the Christmas present.

Last night I ordered gifts from Heifer. (This is my 11th year of supporting Heifer and purchasing gifts for colleagues, family, and friends. I think Heifer is amazing. And now they have fun animated e-cards. It was fun buying gifts and sending gift cards!

This week will be a relatively quiet week for me. Or at least it seems that way - one never knows....

And I woke up with this song in my head. One of my favorite from high school days.

River by Joni Mitchell

It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on ...

© 1970; Joni Mitchell

Maybe sometime this winter we'll go down to Millennium park and skate under the stars and twinkling lights...that would be fun!

Here's hoping you have a joy-filled, not too busy week.

Comments

Great minds...I did my heifer purchases last night as well. I had a hard time picking out my purchases.

Blue Christmas service tomorrow and then Christmas Eve and on towards Sunday. And company on top of that. Cleaning??? what is cleaning???
Terri said…
Purple - I know, those cats make such a mess (LOL) - if only we could employ them to clean the house and not just their tails and paws - hope your week is a good one!
I know that song. Except I heard it in college, with the Indigo Girls covering it. Never knew that Joni Mitchell was the original songwriter (hangs head in ignorant shame).
Terri said…
Wounded and Healing...were you even born in 1970?...I do you one better - I love Indigo Girls but didn't know they sing a version of this...must go look for it...
it's on their "1200 curfews" cd. and sarah mclachlan sings it, too, on her "wintersong" album. gorgeous song!
Terri said…
thank you! now I know where to look...
altar ego said…
I know this year isn't the Christmas of dreams, but I hope that for you, and for me, there will be a gift beyond expectations that won't be under any tree. Blessings on your week, and your journey.
Terri said…
Thanks, Altar Ego - for you and for me!

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