Christmas, 2015


On a Christmas Day, we were mushing our way over the Dawson Trail.

Talk of your cold! through the parka’s fold, it stabbed like a driven nail.

If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see;

It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.

     –Robert Service “The Cremation of Sam McGee”

Wait! Wait a minute!  I lost my place in the book.  Oh, here we are:

On a Christmas Day, we were sitting on a beach on sunny Sanibel Island…


3 comments on “Christmas, 2015

  1. judy havill says:

    That looks SO, SO nice. Love the chair colors!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. pjlhughes says:

    Okay. Saw the new Star Wars last night. Surpisingly good. Paul


  3. Diane Szlucha says:

    It’s a rough life you live, Patrick!


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