Blythe Hunt December 24, 2015 This Christmas Day by John Blase Blythe Hunt December 24, 2015 View fullsize the beautiful due “I awoke with a start convinced I heardthe clatter of sleigh bells.Ha, what a sentimental fool.It was simply the vaccine tags on thebeagle’s neck jing-jing-jing-a-linging.I plugged in the lights on ourlopsided tree and it dawned on meI fall in love every day.Standing in the sliding glass doorway as thebeagle took care of basic businessI felt this most holy morning’s chill.Soon my wife and children would stirthemselves awake to smells ofsausage balls and piñon coffee.Then a handful of gifts to unwrap.I thought mercy, we made itone more round. On that ratherearthly threshold my soul felt its worth.” — This Christmas Day by John Blase