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Merry and Bright...

My grandson spent the weekend.  He had been so upset about my selling the house and downsizing.  I think he was maybe imagining one of those teeny, tiny houses that are built on a trailer bed.  He was amazed and pleased when he walked through my door on Thanksgiving and he said a number of times that he really liked my new home.

Now he is upset that I will be going to Florida.

It's not that I spoil him or anything like that, but we do have fun together.

There was a tree lighting in downtown Burlington on Friday night.  We went to see the decorations on Saturday night.

The tree is at the head of Church Street.  There is plenty of room underneath it for kids to run in a circle under the lights and that was an extremely popular activity.  It was a good way to stay warm because there was a definite chill in the air.

The rest of the street was beginning to glow and light up as well.   It was dark within a few minutes of my taking these pictures and the street did have a kind of magical glow.

A young man was playing Christmas carols on a violin.  It added to the evening's ambiance.  Dane ran to put a dollar in the violin case.  We turned down a side street to go back to the parked car and noticed a couple of homeless men -- one pushing a grocery cart full of his belongings and one huddled in a shop doorway.  It was heart breaking, but also made me just a touch nervous.

"Grandma, can we give them something?"  Heart breaking that everyone doesn't have the compassion of an 8 year old.

Comments

  1. BarbNovember 29, 2015 at 8:23 PM

    I like seeing Burlington - I haven't been there in so long. Our house in VT was in Bondville near Stratton Mountain, but we often drove to Burlington. This was years ago - in the 80's. Poor Dane, he already misses his grandma.

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  2. Linda ReederNovember 29, 2015 at 10:19 PM

    This is a sweet post. The warmth of your relationship with your grandson, the decorations of your town, the kindness in Dane/s heart - all lovely.

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  3. Country GirlNovember 29, 2015 at 11:25 PM

    Dane is a fine young man. You've nurtured him well.

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  4. SextantNovember 30, 2015 at 7:14 AM

    Dane is a cool little dude...I think it may be genetic. He has a pretty cool grand mother. The tree and and street are quite beautiful.

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  5. MuffieNovember 30, 2015 at 11:28 AM

    I finally got the time to read all your posts that I missed. I'm glad to hear that your move went well, but sorry about Comcast. I'm sure that you and Dane had a wonderful time.

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  6. Jenn JilksNovember 30, 2015 at 9:13 PM

    It's tough seeing this, isn't it? Some of us have so much, others cannot manage to earn a living.
    Glad you grandson approves of the move! I'm sure he wants you to be happy, too!

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  7. SakuNovember 30, 2015 at 9:22 PM

    What wonderful memories you are making with Dane! He is such a sweet boy.

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  8. Sally WesselyNovember 30, 2015 at 10:49 PM

    Your grandson is such a special person. I think he will really miss you when you go to Florida. You are fortunate to have his close enough to make memories on evening such as the one you describe here. The town looks lovely.

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  9. AnonymousDecember 1, 2015 at 8:33 AM

    Yes, it is sad, isn't it, the lack of compassion.

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  10. UnknownDecember 2, 2015 at 1:18 PM

    Go Dane! Don't ever change. Amara is still like that and I am so glad. Glad you had such fun!

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