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The Post-Holiday Blues


Sun, Dec 31st, 2000
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Monday, January 1, 2001

I like the holiday season. In fact, I love the holidays. You get to see all your relatives. There is always more food than you can eat. Christmas music is played everywhere: in town streets, at home, on the radio, and in stores. Presents are received and given on Christmas. Parties are thrown on New Years Eve. A special holiday feeling seems to fill the air. Itís everywhere: at home, at school, in town, in the country, at stores, everywhere! People seem to be happier. There is really nothing to dislike about the holiday season.

But what happens after the holiday season? It seems that every year around January 1st, depression sets in. I donít think itís just me either. I feel a little from everyone. That special holiday feeling becomes a very distant memory.

Iíve put a lot of thought into why this happens, and Iíve discovered a few things. First of all, there seems to be a mad rush on January 1st to make all remnants of Christmas and New Years disappear. Decorations for the house are stored in the deepest darkest closet with nowhere near the excitement you had taking them out. The street decorations are put away and schools become dull and drab again. Secondly, the music that seemed so jolly and bright canít be played again for 11 and three-fourths months. If you do play it, you are considered by most to need mental help, liking it doesnít cut it for an excuse. Thirdly, all that food that was so good is gone. No more. All thatís left is a pleasant memory of cookies, turkey, and all kinds of sweets. And with a lot of people all that food isnít actually a pleasant memory. Itís with you between your waist and chest for about three to four months. Finally, it doesnít matter what your New Yearís resolution is, you will break it by noon on the 1st of January.

Also, by a day or two after New Years, the whole family is gone. Even if you donít like some of your family, itís sad to see them go for some reason. And if you do, itís really tough. For the kids, school starts up again and they have the whole second half of the year to look forward to (or not).

Its no wonder that people donít seem as happy to see you after the holidays are over. Even if all these things donít get you down, itís more than likely one of them will. Luckily that depressed feeling is only temporary. But anyway, donít worry; there are always birthdays, graduation parties, and weddings to look forward to. And before you know it, th .....
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Hoffman Stables

Simply to be trusted by a shy wild creature enhances one's self-respect. -Alexander Skutch

Sun, Dec 31st, 2000
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Monday, Decmber 25, 2000

Alexander Skutch is one of the great naturalists of our time. Almost seventy years ago, he went to Central America to study plants, but the tropical birds there quickly captured most of his attention. For ten years, he ..... 
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Bird Brains

Sun, Dec 31st, 2000
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Monday,December 11, 2000

While some may beg to disagree, I believe most birds are smart, real smart. Far more intelligent, in fact, than science ever gives them credit for. Unlike many ornithologists (bird scientists) who evaluate avian though ..... 
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Escape from America

Sun, Dec 31st, 2000
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Monday, December 11, 2000

I guess Iím a snowbird at heart because every year about this time, once the temperature dips below zero and looks like itís going to stay there awhile, I start yearning to go south. Way south. All the way down to Ecu ..... 
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Sonnenbergís Hill

Sun, Dec 31st, 2000
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Monday, January 1, 2001

Snow is a necessary evil here in Minnesota, but it isnít as evil as I was once led to believe. One of my earliest memories is of a snowfall. I recall running around outdoors in the late afternoon of a very gray, very ch ..... 
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Morning meditations

Sun, Dec 31st, 2000
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Monday, December 25, 2000

The windmill stands tall in the farm yard, the remnants of last yearís morning glories still clinging to its iron works

The windmill is the first thing I see when I leave the house in the morning. On some mor ..... 
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