'A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a journey: The ways deep and the weather sharp, The very dead of winter.'
from, Journey of the Magi, T.S. Eliot
The early Christians fixed the date of Epiphany on January 6. The celebration marks the day when the three Magi visited Jesus with gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh. The season of Epiphany begins now and ends the day before Ash Wednesday. Christmas ham leftovers are still in the freezer, and Lent is just around the corner.
But most of Seattle is occupied with more secular things today, namely the wild card play-off game between the Seahawks and Redskins. I can see from my little view west that the next round of chilly rain is headed in, so a good afternoon to spend reclining on the dual Barcalounger.
John said he would take me down to the fish market grill for lunch, our outing of the day. Do I have enough New Year's willpower left to resist the fried oyster po'boy?
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