Chestnuts roasting…

The old familiar seasonal pop song, and a line or two in Dickens’ A Christmas Carol are all I ever really knew about chestnuts… I never connected them to the two Chinese Chestnut trees that until last year shaded the cottage at Middle Ridge but whose viciously sharp burrs deter one from any sort of barefoot exploring in late summer and fall.  A lovely limey green in spring and summer, by the fall, the burrs drop off of the tree, dry out, turn brown, and eventually open up.  The burrs are every bit as sharp as they look.  You really … Continue reading Chestnuts roasting…

Praying for your 2017

I have been looking, but so far, I haven’t found anything that I like as well for a New Year’s prayer as this prayer attributed to Oswald of Northumbria that I featured in a post two years ago. It seems to cover just about everything.  I find it fascinating that an Anglo-Saxon king and recent convert to Christianity can write a prayer that resonates over a millennia later. As I jot down my New Year’s resolutions, and some of them for the umpti-umpth time, it occurs that I might have a better chance at attaining my goals, and achieving victory … Continue reading Praying for your 2017