We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Christmas breakfast was Cranberry pancakes and bacon. (Put those berries into the batter frozen, not thawed - same as you should with Blueberries. Otherwise, they disintegrate during cooking.) Lots of bacon and lots of pancakes, but no numerology.
Mrs. BD was nice enough to give me a trip as a present - one that was on the top of my bucket list. It will require a new camera. While I'd rather accumulate cool experiences than cool pix, pix are fun souvenirs - and cheaper than buying stuff.
And if you happen to be retarded and a victim of Alzheimer's, like me, the pics help you remember what you did and where you went.
[quote=text]The biblical reference to shepherds tending their flocks at night when they hear the news of Jesus’ birth (Luke 2:8) might suggest the spring lambing season; in the cold month of December, on the other hand, sheep might well have been corralled.[quote]
... except that in Israel, this is the rainy season when sheep and goats are out in the fields. Livestock must be handfed when the summer dry season burns up the remaining food. And there's never a cold season in which animals are confined.