The sun has set this Christmas day, and I type this as we've reached a lull in the action of our day. I'm drinking tea, and Dan is napping on the couch. Not that there's really been too much action. Wedecided that this year we'd spend a quiet day, just the two of us, free from the strains of company and a dinner deadline. No time schedules today. No planning around anyone else but us. Sound selfish? Good. That's what we were going for.
It's been a good Christmas so far. We ate a killer breakfast that included potato cakes and poached eggs. Expect more on that later. After we'd digested a bit and talked on the phone to our families in their parts of the country, we went for a walk. Someone ordered sunshine today, and the weather gods relented, giving us clear skies as the short afternoon turned to dusk. We sojourned to our community garden to pick rosemary and sage for our dinner tonight. Then we pseudo-hiked through Ravenna Park, the wooded ravine near our apartment with trails cutting through amongst giant trees and ferns and other greenery that almost lets you feel like you're walking in the woods. The sun and the park turned into a great prize in the Cracker Jack box of our day.
