Kage Baker loved Christmas.
And for all our many years of devotion to Dickenson Fair and Extreme Christmas – and believe me, the delights and ecstasies are many and enormous – the crown of all the season is Christmas Day with the family.
I’m not a Christian, and Kage’s devotion was eccentric and highly personalized. For her, the main thing was the Young Lord, and the general adoration of the resurrected god. But today was special. Today is the celebration of love.
I am with my family, replete with oranges and homemade fudge and bagels. Dinner will be prime rib with appropriate extras, and the roast is even now perfuming the house with promises of culinary heaven. (The cats are walking around with their noses in the air, sniffing …)
The living room is warm and lit with coloured lights. We are all together. The aether has let me send greetings to all my loved ones who are not here: like you, Dear Readers.
Peace and joy to all. The year has reached its turning point and now we run toward the light. Let’s make it a good run this year, kids; let’s make it to the next level, further up and further in, let’s evolve this time.
Excelsior, and Happy Christmas to you all.