December 24th, 2014

franz_marc_foxes

Disheartened

At three o'clock this afternoon I was just about to post an entry when the clouds that had been dropping rain on us since noon decided to begin issuing thunder and lightning. I hastily shut down the computer and then got hung up watching movies on television, only now finding the time to return to the computer.

I needn't have shut it down this afternoon, as no sooner had the monitor gone dark than the sky blazed forth a great light as the storm swiftly dissipated and the sun emerged. There was even a brief sun shower, and then the pale, thin rind of the crescent moon appeared among the rent clouds as they scattered.

So Christmas Eve is clear, and quite the change from the first half of the day which was foggy and dim, and the succeeding three hours which were blustery and wet. Alas that the rain and then the movies prevented me from setting the elf traps, and I don't fancy trying to do it in the pitch black that prevails, now that the sliver of moon has gone behind the trees.

I haven't had much luck with the elf traps anyway, and I must admit that I despair of ever having elf, or even tiny reindeer, for Christmas dinner. The high hopes I had for the ACME traps I used last year were dashed, of course, and I will never again trust any company endorsed by a coyote. The coyote is a trickster, and apparently not even a very bright one.

Perhaps by next Christmas my hopes will be restored, but this year I haven't the heart for elf trapping. Tonight the red-suited jelly belly is safe from me. I've resigned myself to grilled cheese for Christmas dinner. But I do hope the elf leaves me my usual lump of coal. In the past they have kept my hands warm for several minutes each year.