It's too late for me to get into all the reasons why I'm happy that Christmas is finally over for another year but I'm glad that everything was open today and we got mail!!
The outside cover of Bob Dylan's new Christmas CD, Christmas in the Heart, shows a chaste, old-fashioned couple taking a two horse sleigh ride. Then you open the CD case and there is a picture worthy of the Esquire magazines my father read of a bosomy brunette Santa's helper. Then the back of the CD case depicts the three Wise Men trekking on camel back toward the Star of Bethlehem. I like the humorous juxtaposition!!
On my walk on Camp May Road yesterday (wonderful because the ski hill was closed and the Christmas Day traffic was light) I took 39 photos, trying to capture snowy scenes for desktop pictures. Two were of snow sparkles. In the photo's shadows, the sparkles showed up as small white splotches but the sparkles washed out completely in the sunny portions. Maybe it would work to sprinkle silver glitter on the snow and just take a photo of that.
The Christmas dinner with daughter's in-laws was good. I'm not sure if anyone really liked the tabooley and rice with raisins and walnuts but spouse said that son-in-law took a second serving so that's good enough for me! He liked it at least!
I finally officially gave up on reading W. D. Wetherell's book, Yellowstone Autumn. I got about halfway through but then decided that he was too self-indulgent in his examination of his belly button lint. There are definitely enjoyable parts of the book but he drags out too much his philosophizing on his 55th birthday, his solitary Yellowstone visit, his homesickness etc.. I liked the book so much at the beginning but then he lost me. It's like he forced himself to write a book of a certain length about the experience of spending 3 weeks in Yellowstone alone for his 55th birthday but it could have easily done it in half the length and been made more interesting. I know I'm not giving any good examples to back up my judgment about this book but, then again, this isn't a book review. I'm disappointed I didn't finish it but wanted to move on to more interesting books like Karen Berger's account of her hike along the Pacific Crest Trail.