Sometimes

                                                          Sometimes less is more

                                                          Sometimes less is less

                                                          Sometimes less is just right

Sometimes a traditional tree brings its sweet pine fragrance of familiarity into the house

Sometimes a living tree, brought in from the deck, opens the windows

                    to something refreshingly different

Sometimes lifting a delicate glass ornament from its box, as has been done for some 70 years, is

            enough to open the floodgates of Spirit

Sometimes the plaintive strings announcing the imminent arrival of the word “chestnuts” sung

                      by Mr. Nat King Cole, is enough to stop all the clocks in the room

Sometimes change is welcomed and carries you to new places

Sometimes staying the course brings you to the heart-warmed harbor of remembrance

                                                  Sometimes less is more

                                                  Sometimes less is less

                                                  Sometimes less is just right