Mostly because all of these ding dang little photo shoots happen WAY too late in the evening. These things take place so late in the day, they should be classified as having taken place tomorrow although if you haven’t yet been to bed then what is tomorrow but the day after today but I haven’t yet gone to bed so tomorrow is today and yet also tomorrow which is being in two times at the same place if you’re going by the clock but who want’s to have their life run by the clock but then you cross the International Dateline (backwards) and get yourself all chronologically discomboobulated and oh dear I’ve gone and lost a bit of perspective and all of my mind from a lack of sleep… Advertisements
… but now I’m kinda intrigued… What might one find behind such a door…?
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. Whatever your motivation to get out of bed on this day – whether it’s to celebrate the birth of a child more than two millennia ago… or just another day in late December – may we all find the strength within ourselves to renew our common humanity on this, and every other day… and keep watch over the flock… … that flock which is each and every one of us…
… it’s worth thinking about… Don’t you think? Image found here.
‘All hail!’ the bells of Christmas rang, ‘All hail!’ the monks at Christmas sang, The merry monks who kept with cheer The gladdest day of all their year. But still apart, unmoved thereat, A pious elder brother sat Silent, in his accustomed place, With God’s sweet peace upon his face.