All I want for Christmas is … My father was the hardest person to buy for, not just at Christmas, but all the time. I have to say, Christmas was the worst. Unwilling to give anyone even the slightest hint over the years, he was the good-humoured
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A Christmas Eve Imagine the mall, the last shopping day before Christmas. Imagine how busy, how hectic and frantic everyone is. There isn’t a parking spot to be found, and everyone is harried and short-tempered. This is what I was sent to, as my last load of
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First Christmas The downtrodden farm, hubby and I had purchased for our first home, needed so much work, it was almost ridiculous. More than anything, we wanted to be in for Christmas. The problem with that was, there was so much work to do. It wasn’t just
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Dad’s Way When I was young, my family didn’t have any large livestock, but we certainly had our share of fowl. From chickens to ducks, geese and rabbits, we certainly had a lot of animals. The rabbits were housed in a nice, little building. The chickens in
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Where the Wild Things Roam It finally happened. What I’ve waited decades to see finally showed itself, or rather, themselves. But here I am, getting ahead of myself … again. I should start at the beginning, sort of. Way back, when hubby and I first bought our
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