Holiday

Holiday stuff....

Pandoro from an Italian student, M. (although I can't imagine why he shipped it all the way from Austin, Texas, where he's on a year abroad – after all they sell them around here). Already put the powdered sugar on it, going to have a couple of slices as a snack.

A very British fog outside – the kind that suggests stories by Dickens and Dunsany.

Some excellent books and DVDs sent via Amazon from my younger sister.

Some Like It Hot on television.

And a somewhat more unusual gift – a very soft, small, multi-colored scarf, with the following letter enclosed with it; I hope the writer won't mind me quoting it:

"This scarf is your 'hug'... from me. The yarn reminded me of you – multi-cultured (multi-colored), strong, warm. With every push, pull, and twist of the needle (crochet) I thought about your life's journey. I even wondered how many times you might have been afraid, as I 'frayed' the ends. I am no poet, but I do try to look deeply into the heart of those I love. And when I do, I realize that we are not as different as we appear to be. In fact, you and I are very much the same! (I am reading your blog – and seeing myself!). We live with the scars from the 'push, pull and twists' inflicted by those who loved? us! And to my horror I have inflicted a few damaging blows – like spontaneous combustion! The pain ripples through generations. Until.... So, wrap this around your neck as many times as needed – and remember – I love you!"