Wednesday, December 21, 2016

First Snow and Favorite Things


Exchanging Holiday Cards is one of my favorite things. "Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens." Coming home to brightly colored envelopes with updates and loving wishes from friends and family are things I look forward to each year.  "Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens." Growing up, Dad created our Christmas card. He would ink a drawing of a bird and include a beautifully written Bible verse. The anticipation began sometime after Thanksgiving. What bird would Dad choose?  Would he finish the card on time? Out on my own I chose store bought cards, until after Dad passed away. It was then that I was moved to continue his tradition. My first effort was a card with a drawing of a cardinal. Since then Hugh and I have collaborated on ideas for our card each year.  This year's card carries an image of Hugh's beautiful painting of New York City's Flatiron Building.
Flatiron Snow by Hugh Gallagher
oil on canvas 18" x 24"
There is always something magical about the first snow.
Finding gifts for someone special at Hildreth's"Brown paper packages tied up with string."
"These are a few of my favorite things." at Topiaire
Across the street from the scene of the fire in Sag Harbor stands La Maisonette. Life sometimes throws thinks at you completely the opposite of a Christmas card perfect holiday, but with the love of family, the community of friends and a heart of gratitude we feel the true spirit of the season. Merry Christmas.
"When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling bad. I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don't feel so sad." 


Sunday, December 18, 2016

The Heart of a Village




Early Friday morning, December 16, a fire spread through the heart of our Village. Flames took the Cinema and surrounding buildings.
Village Police Officer Randy Steyert awoke a man sleeping in a second story apartment after he discovered the fire at about 6:10 am. Steyert was stopping at Sag Town Coffee before his shift.
The sleeping apartment resident, Michael Lynch escaped with his life but lost everything else. Michael was only able to put on pants, coat and slippers before running out into the freezing cold. Another resident, Fred Kumwenda also lost everything. In the photo below, the apartments were at the right. Please click on Michael and Fred's names if you can help. Thankfully no one was killed or injured in this fire. They are still determining its cause.
I was at Schiavone's IG picking up groceries on Saturday when I noticed that the older gentleman in front of me was sporting a green "team" jacket embroidered with fire department badges and logo. I asked him if the Sag Harbor Fire Department was all volunteers. He replied, "Yes and I'm the oldest volunteer. I've been a fireman for 65 years." He said he'd worked the big fires of 1977 and 1994. An amazing man! The heart of the village is people like him and each of us who come together to support each other every day. We have such a great community. We will rebuild. 

P.S. Yes, they did salvage the sign!

To Help Rebuild:
P.O. Box 182,
Sag Harbor, NY 11963 with "Historic Building/Fire" in check memo line

To Support our first responders:
Sag Harbor Volunteer Fire Department
P.O. Box 209 Sag Harbor, NY 11963
 
Sag Harbor Volunteer Ambulance Corps
P.O. Box 2725 Sag Harbor, NY 11963
 
Police Benevolent Association
P.O. Box 1293 Sag Harbor, NY 11963

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Sunday, December 4, 2016

Getting the Spirit

I often forget that the Christmas season should be savored.
Like candy, it will melt away before I know it and be gone.
"As you go through this day, look for tiny treasures strategically placed along the way." 
"I lovingly go before you and plant little pleasures to brighten your day."
"Look carefully for them, and pluck them one by one."
"When you reach the end of the day, you will have gathered a lovely bouquet."
"Offer it up to Me with a grateful heart. Receive My peace as you lie down to sleep, with thankful thoughts playing a lullaby in your mind."
Ahhhhh-men

Above quoted from Jesus Calling by Sarah Young