The December snows haven’t arrived. We’ve had green Christmases before and still celebrated Jesus’ birth just fine. As I descended the stairs, I thought about the depiction of the shepherds guarding their flocks in the cold and snow. Was it cold and snowy in that part of the world? I didn’t know, but I doubted […]
The December snows haven’t arrived. We’ve had green Christmases before and still celebrated Jesus’ birth just fine. As I descended the stairs, I thought about the depiction of the shepherds guarding their flocks in the cold and snow. Was it cold and snowy in that part of the world? I didn’t know, but I doubted […]
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A Donkey at Christmas by Mike O’Neill