Once again I’m astounded at the depth and heart of the comments you posted on my Facebook page about the drug domperidone. Thank you for the shares and for helping to spread the word. If one breast feeding mother is saved, it’ll be worth it.
 
My friend Nancy posted it on a local moms’ buy, sell and swap site and hopefully it will spread from there as well. Of course, where breast feeding is concerned, there are some very loud and militant voices and I’m not entering that conversation. Suffice it to say that I’m glad there’s a movement called “Fed is Best.” As always, it’s good to step back and take a look at both sides.
 
I’m lightening things up for you today (and for me) to thoughts of light and beauty. I noticed coming home from a lovely evening out with Nancy and her husband how much I miss Christmas lights. I mean, in the depths of winter, January and February, when are we more in need of some sparkle and shine? Of course, there are those dreaded hydro bills to consider and that’s a good reason to shut them down and take them down. And, of course, you don’t want to be shamed by your neighbours, heaven forfend!
 
While the lights are gone from our neighbourhood high up in the Saanich Peninsula, some days when Rob and I walk Molly, we spot Christmas trees through people’s windows. And you kow what? I think that’s just lovely. If you have gone to all of the trouble to put up a tree, why not enjoy it as long as you want? Who can tell you otherwise?
 
You will laugh at this, but in 2013, our tree didn’t come down until February! It was a combination of a lot of things: we had the most glorious 14-foot tree cut fresh and delivered to our lake home, Rob had rigged an amazing and effective watering system and we were away for part of January on a listener trip. 
 

 
By the time we took it down and pitched it off the deck to the patio below, there was a shower of needles everywhere – inside the house and out – but we didn’t regret for one minute leaving up that glorious Christmas tree. Here’s to making the good times last. They’re too long in coming and too soon in passing, so the trick is always to know when it’s good and savour it, right?