I am late with your Merry Christmas greeting but thank you to all who sent me a card and email greetings. I hope to be back here soon with a home living/keepers at home video message.
The picture comes from Pinterest. It looks like AI art but such a nice nook arrangement. It could be replicated with chairs and furniture coverings in front of a window, as the picture shows.
At the end of a day, there is one last color display here before the darkness.
Thank you for being here. I appreciate the comments, because they give me good subjects to speak about.
Hello and welcome. I have another video but not yet uploaded. In the meantime I hope you are having a blessed holiday with your family or if you are alone, I hope you are enjoying the season in your own quiet way.
My decorations are sparse this year but I hope to have pictures on the next post .
I suspect that everyone over a certain age is awake by 4 a.m., so I admit I have photographed some fascinating night scenes, such as this one:
We are being as quiet and settled as possible and are home alone this year, but with plenty of interests, and always trying to keep up with necessary tasks.
I hope to be speaking with you again soon. Thank you for your enthusiasm and your love.
Lydia Ruth
We got the miniature battery operated houses at the dollar store this year and found them so lightweight— no chords or trouble to change the bulbs.
You probably wonder about that retro washtub in the corner. I use it to store things.
I plan to finish the interior of the dollhouse and show you.
The local grocery store had these stretch covers for furniture and it protects Grandma’s old chair.
We are still fogged-in and enjoying being more confined and getting some unfinished things completed. I've had this sewing project here for a few days and looking forward to completing it.
I also enjoyed an old issue of Victoria magazine, with the theme:
"The Pure Joy of Being Home".
Poetry reading from this episode:
The Younger Generation
by Edgar A. Guest
1881-1959
This younger generation seems
To mock at all our preaching;
To want to build its house of dreams
Without our wiser teaching.
It looks at us with cool disdain
And scorns the hints we're giving.
We've lived, of course, but all in vain;
What do WE know of living?
We are the kill-joys of the place
Who cry: "Beware of strangers.
Sin lurks behind the smiling face.
The streets are full of dangers."
So, poor old fogies that we are,
We sit with fingers drumming,
The pale, despairing Pa and Ma
Who dread what next is coming,
Ah, well! one time at counsel wise
WE sneered in youth's elation;
WE scorned the old who would advise
To seek our own salvation.
So why should we grow sorely vexed,
Or trouble seek to borrow?
THEY'LL be the kill-joys of the next
Glad age which starts tomorrow.
The good advice they're heading not
THEY'LL soon be giving,
And hear THEIR children wonder what
THEY know of life and living!
I do plan on moving on to another subject series and I hope in the meantime there is something in this broadcast for you to absorb, no matter what your family situation. This is addressed to girls in the home, encouraging them to be home-based.
This message is for daughters at home and the parents will benefit also. I have a 4th one in this series but not got it loaded up and posted. I have to attend to a birthday and get the kitchen back in working order ☺️
This is part 1 of a discussion about being home-based. Bring your girls alongside as you tend to your home, and enjoy the broadcast together. Pause it for intermittent discussions.
I read from Eric Sloane's Weather Book about
the way weather can affect a person's mood and health.
A corner of The Manse:
All is dark and mysterious in this current season:
Thank you for visiting and I hope you can get some things done at home while you listen:
This is part two on the subject of staying home. Titus 2:5 says "workers at home". Workers, in this verse, means "managers," and "home" is the location.
I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day; I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way. The eye's a better pupil and more willing than the ear, Fine counsel is confusing, but example's always clear; And the best of all the preachers are the men who live their creeds, For to see good put in action is what everybody needs.
I soon can learn to do it if you'll let me see it done; I can watch your hands in action, but your tongue too fast may run. And the lecture you deliver may be very wise and true, But I'd rather get my lessons by observing what you do; For I might misunderstand you and the high advice you give, But there's no misunderstanding how you act and how you live.
When I see a deed of kindness, I am eager to be kind. When a weaker brother stumbles and a strong man stays behind Just to see if he can help him, then the wish grows strong in me To become as big and thoughtful as I know that friend to be. And all travelers can witness that the best of guides today Is not the one who tells them, but the one who shows the way.
One good man teaches many, men believe what they behold; One deed of kindness noticed is worth forty that are told. Who stands with men of honor learns to hold his honor dear, For right living speaks a language which to every one is clear. Though an able speaker charms me with his eloquence, I say, I'd rather see a sermon than to hear one, any day.
