These lines from Hamlet are like a favorite ornament I like to take out once a year:
Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
This bird of dawning singeth all night long;
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
(So have I heard and do in part believe it.)
Here's hoping that holds true this year. Best holiday wishes to all from Goat Rope Farm!
You can expect another post on Monday--just don't expect much.
GOAT ROPE ADVISOR LEVEL: SUSPENDED