Well, the Mozart balls and the Lebkuchen are gone, along with some other tasty treats from Germany. What we have left is some very fine fruity tea, perfect for a late and snowy afternoon refresher. We have several different flavors to keep things interesting. These are special winter teas, so I have to imagine that the folks in Deutschland are also enjoying the same things five hours earlier than I am. By the time I am sipping this delightful tea, most of them are already in bed, or should be. I don't mean my relatives over there, a couple of whom are probably out and about with friends or on Facebook all night.
We took the tree down on Monday, along with the manger and now we are just back to an Amish plainness, without the glitter of Christmas to brighten up the place. I am getting ready for the long haul, preparing for the gloom of the season.
There will be some bright spots: Cleveland Orchestra concerts, the HD Met operas and, most of all, the annual Robbie Burns Night coming up on the 21st of January. The KSU theater department is putting on "Ragtime," which is a very fine musical. I saw it a couple of years ago at the Weathervane Theater in Akron and they did a splendid job of it. Given the quality of the the university theater department, it should be equally good.
I do feel hemmed in by snow now, though, since I have developed a fear of falling. I don't fall a lot, of course, in solid ground, but snow and ice are treacherous for geezers. We don't bounce like younger folks, tending to lie there with broken body parts. I do have my ski pole walking sticks but they seem rather excessive when everyone else is just striding along. What ever!
So I'll be drinking lots of that fruity winter tea while the snow swirls about and enjoy the rare sunny, dry days that come along.