Sound of Silence

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

² He was with God in the beginning.

³ Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.

⁴ In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind.

⁵ The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome^[a] it.

⁶ There was a man sent from God whose name was John.

⁷ He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe.

⁸ He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light.

⁹ The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world.

¹⁰ He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him.

¹¹ He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him.

¹² Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God—

¹³ children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.

¹⁴ The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

-John 1: 1-14

C'mon, it's Christmas Eve. One has to remember what this is all about, even if the exact date may have been selected to compete with Aurelian's Sol Invictus Day.

It's been a busy few days. Sitting here on the porch at Wyldswood waiting for P to arrive in a few.

I made the forty minute flight in the Columbia, while she is still out there driving the truck home. We'll spend the next couple days here, hangar the plane for the winter with the roadster, and drive the truck back to PC for supper with friends on Saturday night. Sunday we are on the 11 a.m. Delta flight, getting back to Corning a little after nine. From there we have all of 23 days until classes start at NYU.

Interesting times, to be sure.

This place sure is lonely without P here. Still, the hot tub is warming, the pond fountain is gradually filling that drought-depleted body of water, and the next couple days promise lots of goofing off and maybe a little golf. I reckon we've earned that.

Merry Christmas.