Christmas 2012

The noble was our tallest ever; the price tag came with 3 lumberjacks & a chainsaw.

Really friendly guys who loved chatting, eating croissants, having moved out here for the surf. 

Last year was our Swiss break, so it was great to rediscover all the ornaments and retrace things - the memory tree. Jack's "panic" 2 years back - all the ornaments predated him - was gone, as he took ownership;

ie loves the bell, as did Michael before him, driving us crazy anew.

 

 We also put on a "tea" again, loading the table with familiar starters and clementines. We only wish there was a way to include more guests without sacrificing atmosphere. With 2 fireplaces, the house now feels very homey and we love spending time here.
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Beacon Hill's Christmas program reflected the school's growth - 100 plus - thus a bit tedious, but community strength nonetheless.

Our new digs has superior facilities and hosts events less awkwardly, although I hope it never loses its homespun quality.

Michael turns on a metro/flaneur quality at these events, donning jacket and tie, being scheduled to narrate a story about Martin Luther, the songsmith.

Headmaster Smith - preacher at heart - delivered the word.

 

I am struck at how key persons are to any human endeavor, different mix of characters bringing out new qualities; the "live" aspect of working together and sharing ideas & work changes everything. Denny makes a big difference.

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Our church is small with struggles, but shines during Advent & its many events: caroling, gift exchange, offering of song & poetry to God & one another, weekly vespers, Lessons & Carol Service, and Christmas morning.

Jack explaining "Stomp Rocket" to Evan.

Sidenote: never in my life have I seen quails, but they love this corner near the pond in back. Unlike the suburban wasteland of my childhood, the high desert valleys we've made home in recent years are friendly to local "wildlife," coyotes & reported rattlesnakes.  

On to northern CA for family yuletide. Merry Christmas!