It’s one week till Boxing Day, and six days until the beginning of Coynezaa. Hyde Park is a desert, as all the students have gone home for Christmas, and it’s below freezing, so that I have to put warm water in my squirrels’ water dish (they do so love their water!). Today the squirrels will get their Coynezaa present: a ten-pound bag of black oil sunflower seeds and a goodly selection of walnuts and hazelnuts. On this day in history, Emily Bronte died in 1848 and Marcello Mastroianni died in 1996; neither made it to Christmas. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili seems to be conducting her own War on Christmas. Either that, or she thinks she’s the Savior.
A: Why are you looking back?
Hili: I’m checking whether a star of Bethlehem is wobbling along behind me.
Ja: Czemu się tak oglądasz?
Hili: Sprawdzam, czy jakaś gwiazda betlejemska za mną nie lezie.
Mister Squirrel told me today:You may be dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones you used to know… but green is a color that suits me!
Where are the winter boots?!!
Beautiful.
My favorite movie of all time. Fellini’s La Dolce Vita. Marcello Mastroianni, the news guy.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu2qAHXQHiM
Typo — Emily Bronte did die on December 19, but in 1848.
Fixed, thanks.
Snow flurries here today. I’m glad the weird weather has past though as it gives me migraines.