A Few Thoughts On This Christmas Day

Christmas Tree

After a lovely day with my family where I got to feel joy and contentment, remembering happy moments at various times in my life, I received a reminder that not everyone reflects on their childhood with happiness. Surviving Childhood Trauma is a blog that, well, it’s title sums it nicely. And today’s post, Trauma & the Holidays serves as a reminder that not everyone’s memories are laden with love and joy. We need to honor our friends and neighbors who find the holidays to be times of horror, anguish, and pain. And, especially after the year that 2020 has been, many people are struggling with loss, sadness, despair, and loneliness. Those feelings should be honored, too. Such are the elements of grace.

May we all find peace, grace, and well-being this season. And here’s to a 2021 with less misery and more connection.

Featured Image by Olenka Sergienko from Pexels

Snow Upon Firs, Today’s Haiku

Snow Upon Firs: A Haiku

silence of midnight
celebrate tranquility
snow upon the firs

Tuesday Morning, December 22, 2020

Tuesday morning haiku, December 23, 2020

morning darkness

unwanted wakefulness;

listening to the rain

A winter morning

raindrops sing
a melancholy tune
my tea cup cools

December 19, 2020: Rainy Day Haiku

A Rainy Day Haiku

this December day
under my feet cold ripples
keep moving forward

Cold, rainy day. Ripples in the puddles. For me, this means home. What about you?

Always in a Rush

Always in a Rush, a Haiku

always in a rush –
sunlight drifts across the trees
raindrops upon roofs

Wrote this one early this morning as part of Baffled’s Haiku Challenge (on Twitter). I appreciate his daily challenges, forcing me to stretch my mind. Also, these haiku are a great way to keep my Adobe skills sharp. I create most of my posts right now with Adobe Spark.

Today’s desire: capture the feeling of a cold, dark, winter’s morning in Seattle. Today was dreary and damp, hence the focus. I opted for the Playfair font. A unique font, with understated serifs.

A Bit Of Internet History: Microsoft FrontPage

silver imac displaying collage photos

Microsoft FrontPage: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly

FrontPage was one of my early forays into web design. I started with cobbling together basic HTML, but my skills in the late 90s/early 2000s were pretty weak. I then discovered Netscape Navigator’s editor. I can’t remember if they stopped supporting the WYSIWYG tool, or if I outgrew it, but the next tool I used was FrontPage.

When I created the website for Christ Episcopal Church (in Seattle’s University District), this was the tool I used.  One of our members was on staff at Microsoft, so was able to donate a copy to us. And so I was able to bring the church into the 21st century.

I knew enough HTML to edit the code that FrontPage crafted, and I remember tweaking things from time-to-time. But I don’t really remember much in the way of detail. Reading this article taught me several FrontPage features that I was oblivious to, key amongst them: tasks. It’s pretty cool how the tool was built with a project management focus.

The article goes into the acquisition of Vermeer (the creators of FrontPage), and ensuing issues with hyper-proprietary technology. (Side note: I had no idea that FrontPage was created outside of Microsoft and then brought in by acquisition). And also looks at the other WYSIWG competing editors, and what all of them lack.

It was fun looking back at this clunky tool. It was almost great. That, and a Starbucks gift card, will get you a cup of coffee.

Walking at Night: a Haiku

feet upon pavement
headlights move through the darkness
facelessly pass by

Walking last night, stepping over and around puddles, remembering so many other nights. An element of this Seattle life.

Today’s FOWC Haiku: Gibberish

I appreciate writing prompts and their motivation to create. Today’s Fandango One Word Challenge features “gibberish”. Not the easiest to write with. But, well, I came up with the below.

so much gibberish
mindlessness passing for thought
and smoldering rage

Haiku, December 13, 2020

looking up at dusk
the stars starting to appear
the fog of my breath