Sounds like a threat - especially for the geese, and the turkeys.
I meant to do so much this year and it's been stymied by illness and deaths of relatives and pets. I am sort of looking forward to Christmas. This is our garden today. We are pretty much snowed in.
I hate snow, like illness, it's one of the things that keeps me housebound. Especially when it's over a foot deep. So today I blitzed the house, everything is clean sparkly and Christmassy!
I have given my money to my charities, not much this year as I haven't earned much. So the Salvation Army has enough for one person's Christmas dinner £10. The Blue Cross can feed unwanted Xmas dogs and cats for a week. £12. The Salvation Army can provide hot soup or drinks to those living on the streets £10. The Movember Foundation has £40 to save young men from suicide and older men from prostate cancer. Shelterbox a Cornish Charity that takes a home in a box to war zones and natural disasters £10. Then there are the coins that I throw into the buckets at Sainsburys and Tescos.
I have tried to get an innocent woman released from prison in Iran. I have tried to give National Trust visitors a happy Christmas visit to my place of work. To me it's never enough.
People in the world sit on huge amounts of money that could do so much good to those who through no fault of their own are suffering this Christmas.
Here is the story of the widow's mite, a coin so small as to be almost worthless -
"He sat down opposite the treasury and observed how the crowd put money
into the treasury. Many rich people put in large sums. A poor widow also
came and put in two mites, coins worth less than two pennies. Jesus said to them, 'I say to you, this poor
widow put in more than all the other contributors to the treasury. For
they have all contributed from their surplus wealth, but she, from her
poverty, has contributed all she had, her whole livelihood.'[
How dare you be religious at Christmas I hear some people cry!
Even the original Saint Nicholas gave away his wealth see below:
Nicholas was born to a wealthy family in Patara, Lycia. When his parents
died, and he inherited a considerable sum of money he kept none of
it. In the most famous story about his life, he threw bags of gold
through the windows of three young girls about to be forced into lives of
So give your widows mite or some of your wealth, or your time and love to someone who needs it this Christmas.