This past Sunday and Sunday a week ago, I attended two of my Christmas family gatherings. Some pictures from both are shown below with the most recent one being first.
My brother from Michigan every year introduces us to a number of new table games. Many of them we have never heard of before. It might now almost be a part of our family tradition at Christmas time. Some of them he finds out about through being a part of a couple game clubs. I don't remember the name of the card game being played in this picture. But it can get rather active. See below.
When a certain card is played, everyone tries to be the first to grab and keep the wooden piece that stands in the center. [See first picture.] As one can see in this picture, it can get to be a free for all struggle.
Some of my nephews and nieces and one brother
My nieces and their parents are preparing to leave while others continue playing a card game.
My girlfriend is the wonderful person sitting towards the far left in this picture. Meeting her made this the best Christmas ever. [a big joyful grin]
The following pictures are from the big Christmas dinner held every year with relatives on my dad's side of the family.
My brother from Michigan and our three nieces
Every year at this dinner, we have a piñatta filled with candy for the children. It is fun to watch the children trying to break the piñatta.
This past Sunday, our church held its annual children's Christmas program. The children performed a musical entitled The Christmas Checklist authored by Cathy Skogen-Soldner. It is always good to see the children put their heart and soul into this program. And afterwards, the congregation fellowships over cookies and punch.
Initial entry picture
Joseph and Mary checking their supplies
The youngest children singing
The innkeeper speaking with Joseph and Mary after the birth of Jesus
The shepherds and sheep just after the angels had visited
This morning I visited Nockamixon State Park on the Quakertown side, Bucks County, Pennsylvania. Below are some photos of plants and landscape sights from that hike.
A close-up of some beautiful red fruit on a bush
Overlooking a T-shaped section of Lake Nockamixon
Candles of Heaven in the winter time
A dead tree can sometimes be a sculptured piece of art.
A nut tree maybe walnut
Another overlook of a portion of Lake Nockamixon
I posted a photo of this tree in an earlier post. That one was taken in the evening; this one was taken in the morning from a slightly different perspective. The lake as background is almost as important as the tree.
This afternoon I went to my nieces' winter piano recital at The James Lorah House in Doylestown, Bucks County, Pennsylvania. The first two photos were taken during the performance. Unfortunately, I wasn't positioned at a location that shows their hand and finger movement.
My second oldest niece playing Splashing in the Brook
This is a continuation of the hike I was on in the previous post at Lake Nockamixon. Only this post will only show some sights from near the lake not the lake itself. Many of these photos are not as dramatic as those in the previous post. But it is all part of life's story.
Entering the dark forest :)
Clouds under the setting sun
A fungus close up
A collection of fungi Notice how the one fungus has a branch growing through its center.
As promised, here is the picture that shows that it was cold enough to have ice on top of small water puddles.
I always enjoy seeing moss. There's just something about moss that has fascinated me since even my childhood.
My main blog: Ramblings generally focuses on telling a story via photography and words. These stories generally center around family, nature, and church although sometimes just about life in general. I also have a blog entitled Fingerprints. I post less frequently in Fingerprints. It serves as a catch all of anything that does not go in my Ramblings blog including memes, quizzes, and reports on books and movies.
The road awaits
The road beckons
Time steps forward
Will we move
In step with time?
Will we step forward
Shaping our time?
Will we take time
To see the present?
Will we explore the past
And understand our heritage?
Will we laugh?
Will we wonder?
Will we touch?
Will we feel?
Time flies on
We have choices
Shall we go fast?
Shall we go slow?
We shall go forward
But we will choose the pace
We may dance with all our heart
Or bathe ourselves in a setting sun