
“It was snowing. It was always snowing at Christmas. December, in my memory, is white as Lapland, though there were no reindeers. But there were cats.”
Dylan Thomas
more infosource: “A Child’s Christmas in Wales,” in The Collected Stories (New York: New Directions, 1986), 296.
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category: cat, Christmas, snow, winter
medium: Fiction
via: Sarah Kershaw“It snowed on Christmas night. We walked to Times Square to see the white billboard proclaiming WAR IS OVER! If you want it. Happy Christmas from John and Yoko.”
Patti Smith
more infosource: Just Kids (New York: Ecco, 2010), 130.
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category: Christmas, John Lennon, New York City, snow, Times Square, Yoko Ono
medium: memoir
“If you have kids, give your partner reading vouchers next Christmas. Each voucher entitles the bearer to two hours’ reading-time while kids are awake. It might look like a cheapskate present, but parents will appreciate that it costs more in real terms than a Lamborghini.”
Nick Hornby
more infosource: “March 2004,” in The Polysyllabic Spree (San Francisco, CA: Believer Books, 2004), 58.
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category: Christmas, gift, parenting, reading
medium: Essay
“Always on Christmas night there was music. An uncle played the fiddle, a cousin sang ‘Cherry Ripe,’ and another uncle sang ‘Drake’s Drum.’ It was very warm in the little house.
Auntie Hannah, who had got on to the parsnip wine, sang a song about Bleeding Hearts and Death, and then another in which she said her heart was like a Bird’s Nest; and then everybody laughed again; and then I went to bed. Looking through my bedroom window, out into the moonlight and the unending smoke-colored snow, I could see the lights in the windows of all the other houses on our hill and hear the music rising from them up the long, steadily falling night. I turned the gas down, I got into bed. I said some words to the close and holy darkness, and then I slept.”
Dylan Thomas
more infosource: “A Child’s Christmas in Wales,” in The Collected Stories (New York: New Directions, 1986), 302–303.
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category: Christmas, moonlight, music, night, sleep, song, Wales
medium: fiction
“Success. Four flights Thursday morning. All against twenty-one-mile wind. Started from level with engine power alone. Average speed through air thirty-one miles. Longest fifty-nine seconds. Inform press. Home Christmas.”
Orville Wright and Wilbur Wright
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