Poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote this incredible song on Christmas
morning in 1863. He'd had a rough couple of years leading up to it. The
Civil War was in full swing, and he'd just gotten word that his son was
wounded in it. His wife had recently died in a fire. There wasn't any
Christmas cheer for him that day he'd given up all hope. That is, until he
heard church bells. What he wrote is not one of the more well-known
Christmas songs. It wasn't even turned into a song until at least 10
years after it was written, by an English organist named John Baptiste
Calker. But it may just be the best Christmas song ever written. This is
Sarah McLachlan's version.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qn_1-z0d7iQ&feature=share
Monday, December 9, 2013
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Sunday, October 20, 2013
sunday lunch outside ...
love setting up the big table outside on these sunny days, especially as the firepit warms things up...soup, cider and grilled bread are all we need for a casual fall lunch! photograph by marili forastieri
Monday, September 23, 2013
poetry in porcelain
Sunday, August 18, 2013
vergennes laundry
a long awaited visit to vergennes laundry in vermont did not disappoint... a wonderful lunch with friends in this beautiful white setting, with the best bakery and cafe....
all photos by tricia foley, portrait of owners by corey hendrickson via remodelista
all photos by tricia foley, portrait of owners by corey hendrickson via remodelista
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
a white porch
on these lazy august days, i spend as much time as i can on my porch, my summer living room. photograph by jeff mcnamara
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