We would load up the yellow Cutlass Supreme station wagon and pick blackberries during blackberry season or spring onions during spring onion season. For us food was part of the fabric of our day.
Christmas is not a time nor a season but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill to be plenteous in mercy is to have the real spirit of Christmas.
No jealousy their dawn of love overcast nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; each season looked delightful as it past to the fond husband and the faithful wife.