Angel ~ Goff James #writephoto

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

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Ani’s Advent 2019! Christmas Eve…

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Dear Santa,

It’s Christmas Eve! So this will be my last letter this year. I know you will be very busy.

I hope you will pop by tonight and see my tree. I knew she wouldn’t let me down. For all she grumbled that it seemed daft putting up a tree just for a dog, I saw her face when she looked at the old pictures…

I’ve always loved Christmas, ever since I was a pup. Since the first whiff of excitement and the first sight of a Christmas tree.

You can feel it in the air… and all the lights in the village at night. She always walks me through the streets at Christmas, at least once, instead of in the fields.

But although I do love my tree, and the presents that appear like magic underneath it, just for me,  though there is always something even better. I get to cuddle people. Whether they like it or not.

These days, they don’t come as much and not on Christmas day. One of them has her two-legged grandpups to look after and the others all have to be elsewhere.

But even so, they are still here. They will be thinking of me… and her, I s’ppose… and there is a lot of love in the air. And Every time I look at my Christmas tree, I can feel it and cuddle them in my heart.

And every Christmas morning has been the same, ever since I was a pup… The first things she will do is light up the tree for me in the dark to see if there are presents… and then we’ll play and cuddle, and go for a walk before she has to go out. Just me and her, together.

Now my eyebrows have gone grey and she says we are growing old together. At least on the outside. Inside, we will always be pups on Christmas morning.

I wish everyone could have a Christmas filled with so much love.

Give my best to Rudolph and the gang! Say thank you to them for all their hard work tonight. Make sure they know that I mean no disrespect by not wanting to wear antlers again this year.

I have to thank all my friends for saving me!

Happy Christmas, Santa!

Much love, Ani xxx

P.S. If you happen to see any antlers lying around when you call, you know what you can do with them… 😉

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I got Christmas-y : Angel ~ Daisybala #writephoto

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Angels came visiting me this Christmas

Gifted me their docile dove

Lighting and lingering me

With holiday cheer!!

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Chasing Moravian Dragons ~ G. Michael Vasey

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey:

In following the activities of Sue Vincent and Stuart France across the landscapes of the UK – start with The Initiate which is a great read and will give you an idea of what they are up to – I was also pointed by Sue to the author Paul Broadhurst and just completed his book on the Green Man. Having read that book, I now also get a bit more of what Sue and Stu are onto in the UK and having just come back from a weekend of magic with them and others in Whitby, it got me to thinking…… what about here? Here being Brno in the Czech Republic.

Well, the first thing that struck me is that Brno is symbolized in part by a dragon. The dragon hangs in the old town hall in public view in fact.  There are lots of stories about the dragon – which is actually a crocodile including this one from foreigners.cz;

“that a Dragon made Brno his home, and threatened the citizens and all of its livestock. Merchants stopped coming to the city to sell, and women stopped going to the market. The plan to kill the dragon was thought up long before somebody with the courage to  actually do it came along or before a master plan was thought up.

Luckily, one day a butcher who was traveling through Brno volunteered. So the courageous butcher created a trap to get rid of the Dragon. The trap was a sac made of fur (ox or sheep), and filled with lime. The dragon became very thirsty after eating this fur and lime, and after drinking so much water at the river his stomach expanded with the lime inside, and it burst! Then, the citizens celebrated by having the dragon preserved and now we can see it hanging from the Old Town Hall – and you might notice, this dragon looks a lot like a crocodile. 🙂”

The Brno “dragon”

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Star Angels ~ Kerfe Roig #writephoto

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

star angels s

star angels magnetic

 

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Whitby Weekend: Tail of the unexpected…

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

It was dark, but not late, as we drove at a leisurely pace back into Whitby, expecting the streets to be as quiet as the previous night. As we approached the bridge, though, a drumbeat began… and at, the same moment, I saw the distinctive shape of a well-known banner, black against the harbour lights. In unison, Stuart and I…like children seeing Santa Claus… cried, “FOXES!” And suddenly, it was all about finding somewhere…anywhere… to park.

We’d had no idea they were going to be in Whitby that weekend! What were the chances? With one thing and another, we had not been able to see them dance this year and we were both missing that.

Gary, of course, hadn’t a clue what was happening… and to be fair, neither Stuart nor I were a lot of help, at least not in any coherent sense. Just saying ‘its Mister Fox’ repeatedly is hardly going to be illuminating.

Where do they come from?

They come out of the night…

Where do they go to?

Back to the night they return…

They dance in the dark to pipe and drum and fiddle

They dance in the dark with fire and brandished flame…

No-one knows who they are…

I drove across the bridge.. and back again, looking for somewhere to park the car. Pulled into the station, sent the menfolk off to watch and set about trying to work the parking meter in the dark.

By the time I got there, Crow had vanished and the dance had begun. I hadn’t a hope in Hades of finding the menfolk in that crowd, so shuffled around trying to find a space where I could, perhaps, get a few decent shots for the next Mister Fox book.

With the demons from the afternoon’s Krampus parade that we would have watched had we not been engaged elsewhere, we watched the Foxes dance.

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My Cherished Angel ~ Deborah #writephoto

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

My Angel I cherish

is not the one covered

in shiny tinsel

instead the One who

comforts a weary heart

turning lament into joy

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Wave #midnighthaiku

Posted on December 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

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Day dawns jewel toned

A wave of hope floods the sky

Wakeful dreamers gift

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Barb Taub on What the #cat and #dog want from #Santa… #Christmas #humor #pets

Posted on December 23, 2019 by Sue Vincent

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[Note: I’m trying to avoid headers referring to Christmas ‘going to the dogs’ or anything involving a combination of ‘Santa’ and ‘Paws.’ But it’s sooooo hard!]

Cats are to dogs what modern people are to the people we used to have. Cats are slimmer, cleaner, more attractive, disloyal, and lazy. It’s easy to understand why the cat has eclipsed the dog as modern America’s favorite pet. People like pets to possess the same qualities they do. Cats are irresponsible and recognize no authority, yet are completely dependent on others for their material needs. Cats cannot be made to do anything useful. Cats are mean for the fun of it. In fact, cats possess so many of the same qualities as some people (expensive girlfriends, for instance), that it’s often hard to tell the people and the cats apart.” P.J. O’Rourke, Modern Manners, 1983

Before I got married, I always had cats. I just thought of them as something you kept around the place, like the oven or your roommate’s boyfriend. The cats’ main functions were to keep feet warm in winter, to knock things off tables, and to throw up. (“Gosh, I’d LOVE to go with you to the all-night Albanian Film Festival, but my cat knocked that cheap bouquet you gave me onto the floor, drank the water with all that preservative meant to make your little carnations last longer, and now she’s really sick.”

 

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Afghan Adventures ~ Mary Smith #13 #Babies

Posted on December 23, 2019 by Sue Vincent

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Although Hussain didn’t encourage house visits he could never bring himself to refuse, even though experience was teaching him the messenger’s ‘emergency’ was probably nothing worse than an indigestion attack. But there was always the fear that perhaps, this time, it really was a crisis.

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Shortly before dinner, one evening, a man arrived at the clinic to say that his wife was in labour and the ‘baby did not want to come out’. This threw us both into a panic. When visiting Rosanna, I had examined quite a number of women in various stages of pregnancy, but never had anything to do with actually delivering a baby. Before hurrying after the expectant father, we thumbed through the obstetrics books, trying to memorise relevant chapters.

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