We had a winter warmer tonight. Ingredients
One group of lovely people
Some Mulled Wine
A crackling Wood Fire
An embarassment of Cookies
Some Cheese
and some poetry and music.
Leave in Room and see what happens.
It was glorious. And for your delectation a little poem.
Into The Darkest Hour
by Madeleine L’Engle
It was a time like this,
War & tumult of war,
a horror in the air.
Hungry yawned the abyss-
and yet there came the star
and the child most wonderfully there.
It was time like this
of fear & lust for power,
license & greed and blight-
and yet the Prince of bliss
came into the darkest hour
in quiet & silent light.
And in a time like this
how celebrate his birth
when all things fall apart?
Ah! Wonderful it is
with no room on the earth
the stable is our heart.
2 comments:
hmmm i indulged in a winter warmer night on friday... log fire? check. mulled wine? check. all going great till i knocked over the jug off mulled stuff all over the rug ... then my mrs served up triples of my finely aged laporaig to the guests. my face was 'a picture' im told.
Ah thats where you went wrong - all my single malt whiskey was safely in the secret cupboard in the Kitchen. -)
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