"Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grind- stone, Scrooge! A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shriveled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog days; and didn't thaw it one degree at Christmas." A Christmas Carol ~ Charles Dickens
Now, I don't want to be Debbie Downer on Christmas Eve, but some people have cold, cold hearts. Charles Dickens knew about that. It's been mighty chilly here, but it would be like a day in the Bahamas compared to Ebenezer's corazon. If he didn't literally see the light I wonder if he would have become a vampire himself. He seems to have been almost there psychically and physically.
Whether it is Yule, Christmas, Hanukkah or Solstice, this is the season of light coming out of the darkness. The days are slowly getting longer. That's good for most of us, but there are those who prefer the darker days.
You know I just had to get back to vampires. Here's a little holiday card for the nosferatu among us.
Good cheer and god bless us, each and every one.
Shout out to Charles Dickens, Bram Stoker, Clement Moore and Debbie Downer
12/25/08 ~ Oaxaca weather report 81' and clear
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