“The sun that brief December day rose cheerless over hills of gray,And darkly circled gave at noon a sadder light than waning moon.”The poet Whittier goes on to say in the midst of that snowstorm-“So, all night long the storm roared on; the morning broke without a sun;”“What matter how the night behaved? What matter … Continue reading Christmas 2020 | Walk With Ken Boyle – December 20, 2020