After a long shopping odyssey Saturday, I didn't make it home in time
to stop at the grocery. Christmas morning about 7:30, I walked
a couple blocks to the convenience store for a gallon of milk.
Other mornings, this place is filled with cars and people
being fueled with gas and coffee so they can get through the day.
This morning, it seemed as though the attendant and I were the only
people in the world. It was calm, peaceful, the way
all mornings should be, not just Christmas.
Around here, the picture above just might possibly reflect
the true colors of winter - the purple and blue of