Adventures, Miracles, Uncategorized, Winter · December 24, 2017 Christmas Story We had a baby born to our family early this morning. The first of a new generation on my side. It is a muddled winter dawn. I lie in bed pondering the miracle of birth and feeling grateful for the health of mother and baby, as two great horned owls sing to one another in the woods. There is joy in all creation. Merry Christmas.