Sometimes we get so caught up in the crazy rush of the holiday season, that we lose sense of time. Adults feel there aren’t enough minutes to the day; children feel that Christmas day will never arrive. The expectation of Christmas morning is overwhelming. It is Christmas time. Last week, I took a step back in time when I volunteered at a historic home, the Reinhard House, built in 1840 and one of only two pre- Civil War farm houses surviving in Savannah. Now owned and maintained by the Savannah Area Council of Garden Clubs, the home and garden are open to visitors. This fireplace reminds you of the many hours spent tending the fires for cooking and heating water. I wrote about visiting the garden behind this house in a July post to this blog, when it was over 100 degrees! The air was cooler on this December morning, but the roses are still blooming. (In December!) This friendly feline is still greeting visitors in the garden. The quiet in the garden was welcome and I was grateful for the undisturbed time.
Nature was showing her Winter colors. Speaking of Nature, I joined a boat trip through the Savannah Wildlife Refuge on the Savannah River yesterday. It began as a very cold gray morning, but ended on a sunny note. What a wonderful way to escape the usual madness of the holidays! With the rise and fall of the tides, Nature reminds us of her power. There is no way to rush or slow the tides. She needs no twinkling lights or grand design schemes to make the season bright. The countdown to Christmas is a stopwatch we set ourselves; be assured that out in the marshes of coastal Georgia, there is no such measure.