part 11 of the China Pearl Inn

[DarkWarrioress]

We always miss you Cait when you're not here, your shapely legs dangling from the rafters, and I am sure Guff misses you seated on his lap, and we all miss your sweet temping and teasing kisses on the cheek.

Awwww... you're so sweet to say so, CG.

 

[cgraven]

Well we do miss you Cait!

 

[cgraven]

As Christmas draws near, I find myself drifting back to Christmas past, family and traditions. Pleasant and warm memories.

 

[cgraven]

As I said, my mind drifts back to Christmas’s past. Yet I also find that my mind drifts back to times of simpler pleasures. Not a longing for the past but pleasures from my own past that caused me pleasure. The way leaves shower down on a fall day, a colorful fleury, floating, and dancing on the breeze. The scent of wood smoke on a crisp winter day. The crunch of snow underfoot. The smell of fresh brewed coffee when you come in from the cold, the smell of fresh baked bread.

Christmas for me is a time of reflection.

 

[cgraven]

Seasons greeting to all who frequent the Inn.