Though I am already thinking of everything there is to do in the new year, which gives me some stress; I cannot say that the season has been bad. The holiday break is as long as it can be, the burn is all but healed and should leave little or nothing in the way of a scar, snow and cold is scarce, I received more cards and well wishes than usual, and I have even managed to be somewhat social and the Christmas week is yet to begin.
I have already made one resolution for the new year; to read Marilynne Robinson’s Gilead. In preparation for this I have also done much reading on the Catholic and Protestant imaginations.
Though I had little inclination to post my ramblings about religious imagination, I did think I would like to share something. So what I have to offer is this photo from the corner of Leavitt and Rosemont. I don’t know why I am so amused by it. I think it is because it is near Christmas and even in this rough and tumble working class neighborhood, a little of the cheer must be slipping through. I am not sure who would put up such a thing, but whoever it was more than likely was taking more delight in their exercise of imagination than my trying to figure imagination out.