Category: Advent Calendar 2017
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He Quit Before Christmas by Holly Geely – Day 24 Advent 2017, 4th Sunday of Advent
“Your contract requires two weeks’ notice. You can’t leave tonight,” Santa said. “I can, and I will,” Donner said. “It’s Christmas Eve. We need you here.” “My flight is booked.” “We don’t have an airport.” “Yeah, I booked myself. I’m done with this job. I’m done with you.” “How can…
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Christmas Hassles -Day 23 Advent 2017
Christmas Hassles Day 23 Advent 2017 It happens that we don’t open our advent Calendars on the right day, that we are a day late or so. I am sure that even the most devoted of readers of this year’s calendar are sometimes a day late in reading. Who am…
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Christmas… as an Agnostic by Melanie Noell Bernard – Day 22 Advent 2017
Christmas… as an Agnostic by Melanie Noell Bernard Day 22 Advent 2017 Like many children, I was raised in my parents’ religion. For me, this meant going to a Presbyterian church once a week on Sunday (or trying. Sometimes life is a little busy.) But I was expected to get…
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The Magic and Curse of Christmas by Angela Guidolin – Day 21 Advent 2017
The Magic and Curse of Christmas by Angela Guidolin Day 21 Advent 2017 When I was a child in the ’70, my parents had just started their own ice-cream business. To me, it meant not seeing much of them, having a few toys to play with (that sometimes my mum…
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Kitty Treats by Sarah and Choppy – Day 19 Advent 2017
Kitty Treats by Sarah and Choppy Day 19 Advent 2017 You can find more Choppy (and her kitty friend, Schooner) at http://travelswithchoppy.com!
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The Truck Stop by Trent P. McDonald – Day 18 Advent 2017
I slowly turned the dial with my right hand, keeping my left on the wheel. Nothing but static, the dial was as barren as the empty highway in front of me. The only music I had, came from the engine and tires of my old ’67 Ford, which hummed along…
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Footprints in the snow by Tess M Garfield – Day 17 Advent 2017, 3rd Sunday of Advent
Footprints in the snow Silence falls over a sleeping town as the icy breeze stills snow starts coming down
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Christmas Fun, circa 1968; an argument and having a gas by Geoff Le Pard – 3rd Sunday of Advent, Day 17 Advent 2017
Maybe it’s a childhood thing but my memory of Christmas is of a happy day enjoyed by all. They were never spoilt by arguments or friction. They might be boring, they could be wacky, or hilarious, and sometimes eye opening but never was a voice raised in anger. Apart that…
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Christmas Time Comes with Hot Chocolate – Day 16 Advent 2017
Christmas Time Comes with Hot Chocolate Day 16 Advent 2017 “Do you have any money for us Miss?” It must have been the 10th time on her way home from work that someone was actively asking her for money. Like the other times that evening in mid-December she shook her…
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Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray – Day 15 Advent 2017
Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray Day 15 Advent 2017 Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray If it seems rushed and hectic, If you have to do this or that and you’re not having fun, If you have to spend a certain amount of money or risk…
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Of Memories Of Christmas Past by Beaton – Day 14 Advent 2017
Christmas is the one holiday I look forward to all year round. I see some shops have started advertising Christmas Specials, so it’s not too early to talk about the festive season……… You know it’s almost Christmas when you walk into a shop and they are playing carols and of…
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Sankta Lucia by Annika Perry – Day 13 Advent 2017
HAPPY LUCIA TODAY in Sweden nearly every home, school, hospital, factory, workplace, church, hotel and restaurant is celebrating LUCIA. Lucia is the Bringer of Light and is celebrated on what, in the old almanac, was the darkest day of the year. The day is one of light, hope and love.…
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Midwinter by Holly Geely – Day 12 Advent 2017
‘Tis early on midwinter’s day And Nature is in all her glory Never was a day more perfect Not in any rhyme, or story.
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Frozen Garden by E.E. Rawls – Day 11 Advent 2017
I stand in the snow In the garden that has turned into a world of white. All is silent No birds, no singing crickets Nothing but the tiny bubbling of a frozen creak As its waters battle to flow beneath the ice. There are no colors around me but white
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Celebrating the Yuletide Season at Castle Vexstein by Jemima Pett – Day 10 Advent 2017, 2nd Sunday of Advent
The Yuletide season is one of relaxation and happiness for all who belong to Vexstein, from the lowliest to the highest, currently my uncle, Baron Smallweed, who succeeded a few years ago following the death of my other uncle, the late Baron Darcy. The relaxation stems in part to the…
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