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Poem for Tuesday and Longwood Lights

To a Young Girl at a Window
By Margaret Widdemer

The Poor Old Soul plods down the street,
    Contented, and forgetting
How Youth was wild, and Spring was wild
    And how her life is setting;

And you lean out to watch her there,
    And pity, nor remember,
That Youth is hard, and Life is hard,
    And quiet is December.


I got to spend Monday with Cheryl, who stayed over after we got back late from the Brandywine Valley on Sunday night. We watched the very sappy, predictable, Disneyfied A Princess For Christmas over breakfast, then spent the rest of the day -- apart from a break to pick up Indian food for lunch and another break to take a walk to see bunnies -- with Richard Sharpe (Gold, Battle, Sword).

Because we could, we also watched a couple of Shoujo Cosette episodes before Cheryl had to go home. Paul and I had dinner and worked on various chores before catching up on Once Upon a Time. My seasonal cards are going to be a bit late arriving overseas, but they're New Year rather than holiday cards at least. Some photos from Longwood's outdoor light display; will post indoor lights soon!


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