We put up our Christmas Tree today. We hadn't planned on doing it, but my daughter called last night and said they were going to try to make a quick trip down here for a few days during the Christmas Holidays. She will be in Nashville about that time on business, and Nashville isn't so far from here.
So, we dug out the Christmas tree, got it all set up, and it really looks beautiful, I have to say. My wife has a flair for things like that. We tied the tree to the wall, so when the kittens climb up in it they can't bring it crashing down in the middle of the night.
For the first time in years, I actually feel excited about Christmas. I guess knowing the family will be together again makes the difference.
It's been nice up here lately. Cold nights, crystal clear, with a moon up in the sky. In the morning, everything is covered with frost.
Supposed to rain tonight, and then clear up in the morning. After the fires last year, I'm not inclined to complain about the rain.
I was down at the foot of the mountain, where our old cistern is located. There's a stream that bubbles up from the ground here, flows down the mountain, and into a bigger stream. In the beginning, our water came from that stream. We had a cistern at the foot of the mountain and the water was piped up from there. Worked fine until a few years after we settled here, then there was a drought. The stream dried up. I had to put in a well and we just had that drilled a few hundred yards from the main house. That long run up the mountain had been a problem, anyway, so it seemed like a good time to fix it. When you move to the woods, you'd be well advised to do your research back a few years and look for things like that. Never occurred to me there might be droughts in North Georgia, but it should have.
I think I forgot to mention that this is out. Good magazine, worth the money. There was one quirk in this issue, there was a long story about flying the B-26 Marauder in WW2. I am at a loss to see what that has to do with guns. But, maybe because this hit the news stands right about Veteran's Day, they felt it was appropriate to include the reminiscences of the old vet who flew the plane. I'm not complaining, it was a good story. When I think of the B-26, I remember the stories about the fact that the original version had very short wings, very high wing loading. As a result, there were a lot of crashes on landing and taking off. The air crews called the plane "the flying prostitute" because it had no visible means of support. It was also called the "widow maker" for obvious reasons. Later versions had extended wings that solved the problem. That was long before my time, of course, but aviation history has always had a hold on me and still does.
My wife's sister called tonight. She wants M to come and stay with her four days starting later in the week. Her husband is "on call" and he doesn't want to have to leave her at home alone, for obvious reasons, so soon after she had the heart attack. So I will take M over there . But it means that when our 35th wedding anniversary rolls around on Dec. 3, we won't be able to share it together. There's nothing to be done about it, when a family member needs help, you help. Period. I'm trying not to feel aggravated. In the immortal words of Captain Red Legs Terril in "The Outlaw Josey Wales" sometimes "doing right ain't got no end."
Incidentally, if you've never seen "The Outlaw Josey Wales" it's one of Clint Eastwood's best movies.
Did you ever read the Beatrice Potter stories to your kids when they were little? My wife has a complete collection of those little cardboard bound books. We got them in France and England, and unfortunately for me, most of them are in French, not that this presents any problem for M.
I was trying to look something up about Beatrice Potter, and I found this little book. Clearly, I missed it at the time, as it's not in my wife's collection. But I wish it was!
The really strange thing is, when we lived in Europe I bought almost all of Sven Hassel's books. They were all about the German Army in the 2nd World War , and they were great books! I'm not sure they were ever sold in the United States, but they were sold all over Europe and in a great many languages.
Somebody must have liked both Beatrice Potter and Sven Hassel, to come up with Peter Rabbit, Tank Killer.
Remember that I posted most of El Gringo's songs, and then YouTube pulled them all from their system? I found another set, so here's one of the funniest ones.