Stumble It!
Sunrise at Camelot-by-the-Sea on Winter Solstice Day plus three. The ball of fire that had burst full blown behind the summer cottages on Eastern Point last June (left in photo) is visible now, from Goomp's front lawn, as a dazzling reflection in the houses' southeast-facing facades as it rises offstage right (south).
"I'm here to tell you how very grateful we are for your service," says Secretary Rumsfeld during a -- are you ready for it? -- "surprise" visit to serve up some steak and lobsters, cafeteria style, to those who serve our country in the War on Terror. "The sweep of history is on the side of freedom, and we and our country will prevail."
Out on an early morning prowl, Tiny demonstrates her personal philosophy: "I enjoy being a cat."
Loved ones converging from all points of the compass (mostly south) and delicious dishes building for the traditional Finnish Christmas Eve feast and opening of presents. Developing . . .
No poem today, just all best wishes to you and yours for a joyous Christmas celebration with family, friends and felines.
Jeff Hull, Smokey, Cowboy, Friendly Bob, and of course Miss Kitty.
Posted by: Popeye | December 24, 2005 at 01:16 PM
Merry Christmas and best wishes for a very happy New Year.
Posted by: Tara | December 24, 2005 at 07:07 PM
Merry Christmas, Sissy! :)
Posted by: pam | December 25, 2005 at 08:39 AM
You don't go to war with the kitchen help you want, you go to war with the kitchen help you have...
Merry Christmas!
Posted by: John Smith | December 25, 2005 at 12:44 PM