Friday, December 24, 2010

The Christmas Tree ...

Shubie park is a popular spot for dog walkers with its wide paths that meander along the shore of a lake and through the woods. 

Families walk together in groups. Parents push toddlers in strollers while a dog jogs alongside. Elderly folk walk slowly with pudgy, greying dogs lagging behind. Young couples urge on timid, overwhemed pups.

But I bet most of them stop to admire the decorations that have recently appeared on a tree near the
lake-side path.

The ornaments are a mixture of store bought and home made. 

There are decorations with photos and dated messages that appear to have been added each year since 2007.

What a lovely way of remembering a dearly missed Grand Parent.

I hope that some of those who stop to admire the tree, and read its messages feel prompted to treasure just a little bit more, the loved ones who are still with them.

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store?
What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?
                                                                                                                                    - Dr. Seuss

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