A few years ago I read a passage from a book by Gene Lodgson that was a nice description of livestock in a barn which concluded with the idea that the place was so pleasant that, naturally, god would choose it as the spot for his son to be born. I thought I would find it again and type it out here for Christmas. But I can't remember what book it was in or where I read it so that will have to wait for another year.
Here is a Christmas story by Willem Lange, a writer from New Hampshire. It is very farmy and very New Englandy, so I thought it would go well here. http://www.vpr.net/episode/30488/
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