This is a busy day! Jospeh and Mary arrive for the census in Bethlehem but find that all the motels are full. AirBnB listed one stable with openings in the hay loft. This will have to do. Then Mary gives birth to Baby Jesus. Angels appear to the shepherd and his flock. And, finally the Magi get to start their Twelfth Night treck to seek one who has been born the King of the Jews.
The walk from Nazareth to Bethlehem on foot got a little tiring for Mary. Joseph found a red-wagon with which he could make a donkey cart for Mary. This was still a little bumpy on dirt roads, cobbles, and highland trace routes. Furthermore, the road from Nazareth to Bethlehem had dangerous robbers and thieves along it. Jesus’ parable about the Good Samaritan would otherwise not have resonated with his audience. Along the route, Mary and Joseph were kidnapped by a group of Sunday School children who came over to our neighbor’s home for a hotdog and marshmallows roast after singing Christmas carols at the local nursing home. Fortunately, I knew where they were taken to, but THAT IS THE WRONG STABLE! Continue reading
Joseph and Mary, who was pledged to be his wife, lived in Nazareth. The Roman census required that each household register in their ancestral home. For Joseph, this was Bethlehem. The distance between the two towns is about 70 miles. This might be an annoyance for us to drive an hour to fill out some government bureaucratic form for the sake of paying more taxes (no E-filing back then, and I bet they could not imagine passing a Roman budget with a trillion-dollar deficit… Nero would not be Emperor for another six or seven decades). Continue reading
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Mary and Joseph took up temporary lodging on their way to Bethlehem staying at a camp site in a pull-behind camper. They enjoyed the picnic table for meals, but stayed away from the campfire (they are plastic, you know). Meanwhile, the Shepherd moved his flock into the woods. Temperatures got a bit chilly with light rain mid-week.
The rest of you, just stay there in the shop for now!
For some years, the head garden designer here has wanted a greenhouse. We have been starting seeds in windows in an east-side room. But, this means dirt, etc. in the house. A greenhouse would keep the garden implements and soil outside, and give us a jump on the season. However, we did not want to invest a lot of expense into something that might not work well in our region. This past Spring someone told us about a low cost greenhouse that he had purchased at a local hardward store. A six-by-eight foot verson was on sale at a good price. We brought the kit home with plans to assemble it over the summer between other garden tasks. The first line of the instructions that caught my eye were “start with level ground” Continue reading
The worst Christmas decorating experience, other than ending up one string of bulbs short to finish decorating the tree, is finding that half of the last string is out. One-by-one, I tested “good” bulbs in sockets until I found the dead-bulb… of course the second to last bulb on the string. Back to decorating….
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