My Annual One Size Fits All Sing for Your Supper Winter Solstice Party began decades ago in another house. It went on for almost ten years. I can't remember exactly why it stopped. It might have been that I was away from home that Christmas season. Was it the time I house sat in Colorado? Was it the year I was preparing to go to New Zealand and didn't have time to decorate for a gathering?
Last night, we revived the tradition. The rule is simple: attendees must bring something to eat or perform. So besides the bounty of food, we were entertained. Wade and I each read short stories. Doris read poems. From her newspaper column, Darlene read a story about her husband's youth. He in turn told a story about driving a team of horses when he was seven years old. Colette shared computer creations that won her a prize. Bridget's nature photography is on a YouTube video so we watched that. (Many of the photos were snapped at the places I will visit in 2011.) Susan told funny stories about her grandson, who is a real character.
Kim "Skyped" in from Ogden, Utah. I'm afraid Wade and I ate snickerdoodles in front of the computer's camera as we talked. Snickerdoodles are Kim's favorite cookies and she had none. I'll see her in person in July but I'll have no way to carry cookies that far.
I found offering from the first solstice gathering in my files. It was humorous parody of "A Visit from St. Nicolas" from Betty who now lives near Denver, Colorado. She typed it 25 years ago in pre-computer days, but it still holds up and had us all laughing. I'll see her in July, too.
Nature joined in the festivities with a northern lights display, putting us all to shame. How can anyone beat that?
And oh the food! There was far too much for us to finish, and most of it was left behind. What shall I do with the cookies, the candy, the chips, the ham, the shrimp, etc.? Gain weight, I'm afraid.
The guests voted to come back and do it again next year. Happy Solstice everyone.
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