Tag Archives: Christmas

Lights, iPhone, Action

Posted on December 13, 2021 by marigold

There was much of all the above in my ecumenical week of December 29th. On Tuesday, Temple Emanu-El offered a free Handel & Hannakkah (their spelling) concert with counter- tenor Anthony Roth Costanza and mezzo- soprano Isabel Leonard together with … Continue reading →

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Christmas in Kathmandu

Posted on February 7, 2018 by marigold

To reach Bhutan I flew via Hong Kong into Kathmandu, Nepal. I’d been there years ago but  found a very different city, this one clogged with traffic and choked in dust, largely from construction in response to the horrific April, … Continue reading →

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Joy to the World A and B

Posted on December 23, 2015 by marigold

Both “Joys” were concerts, the first an “event” at the Church of the Intercession at the northern end of Manhattan. The program centers around Clement Clark Moore, author of A Visit from St. Nicholas. Last year upon arriving, I was … Continue reading →

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On Dasher…

Posted on December 28, 2014 by marigold

In my unofficial capacity as cheerleader for quirky New York City events, I’d have to go far to beat the annual Clement Clarke Moore festivities, billed as “New York’s oldest Christmas tradition.” The proceedings take place at the Church of … Continue reading →

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Hallelujah!

Posted on December 21, 2013 by marigold

  I’m sort of a Messiah groupie in that I try to go to a performance every holiday season; sang some of the work with my high school glee club and once, not so long ago, went to the sign-along … Continue reading →

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On Dasher, On Salmon?

Posted on December 26, 2010 by marigold

My husband is Norwegian in  that  his father’s family came from Oslo and he spoke Norwegian when he was very young.  My strongest recollection of  Norway is a  day spent just outside Bergen visiting Edvard Grieg’s house. To reach the … Continue reading →

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