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HOLIDAY GREETINGS

I AM TAKING A HOLIDAY BREAK FROM BLOGGING AS I PREPARE FOR NEXT WEEK'S VISITORS. I PLAN TO BE BACK BEFORE THE END OF THE YEAR WITH MY LIST OF FAVORITE BOOKS OF 2019. 

 MEANWHILE, WHATEVER HOLIDAY(S) YOU CELEBRATE AT THIS TIME OF YEAR - CHRISTMAS, HANUKKAH, KWANZAA, SATURNALIA, PANCHA GANAPATI, FESTIVUS - I HOPE THEY ARE MERRY, HAPPY, JOYFUL OR WHATEVER ADJECTIVE YOU FAVOR.

 MOST OF ALL, I THANK YOU FOR SHARING PART OF THIS YEAR WITH ME AND I WISH YOU AND THOSE YOU LOVE GOOD HEALTH AND MUCH HAPPINESS IN THE COMING YEAR. 

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  1. Sarah @ All The Book Blog Names Are TakenDecember 20, 2019 at 10:50 PM

    I am so glad Judy's blog brought us together. I enjoy your posts and I hope you have a wonderful holiday season. Enjoy your family time, and get some good reading in too!

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 21, 2019 at 10:32 AM

      And I am happy to have found you, Sarah. I look forward to reading you in the coming year.

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  2. David M. Gascoigne,December 21, 2019 at 4:33 AM

    All the very best to you too, Dorothy. Your blog is a true delight and I will anticipate your return eagerly.

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 21, 2019 at 10:33 AM

      And I'm looking forward to your Travels with Birds in 2020.

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  3. Brian JosephDecember 21, 2019 at 5:16 AM

    Happy Holidays to you and your family!

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 21, 2019 at 10:36 AM

      Thank you, Brian. One of the things I'm thankful for this year is having met you.

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  4. Judy KruegerDecember 21, 2019 at 11:47 AM

    Thank you for your wishes, for your reviews and poems and environmental news.
    Enjoy your family and your time off from the blog and all that you are thankful for.

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 21, 2019 at 1:40 PM

      And thank you for all your insightful reviews and comments this year. I hope your holidays are special.

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  5. rusty duckDecember 21, 2019 at 12:25 PM

    Have a wonderful time Dorothy. I have had less time for blogging this year but never miss This week in birds - always a thoughtful, if not always comforting, read. Please keep them coming.

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 21, 2019 at 1:43 PM

      I've missed the regularity of your blogging but have avidly followed your occasional updates on the progress on your renovation and remodeling project. Good luck with all that in the coming year.

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  6. Pam's English GardenDecember 21, 2019 at 4:11 PM

    Have a happy!

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 21, 2019 at 5:49 PM

      And you too, Pam. I look forward to visiting your beautiful Pennsylvania garden again in the new year.

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  7. AlanaDecember 22, 2019 at 3:47 PM

    Enjoy your holiday! Best wishes (although you will be back before then) for a Happy 2020.

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 22, 2019 at 6:16 PM

      Thank you, Alana. I admire your ability to come up with interesting topics to write about every day and I look forward to a continuation of that in 2020.

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  8. Esther @ BiteIntoBooksDecember 29, 2019 at 10:45 AM

    I hope you had GREAT holidays. Did you have fun? :)

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    1. Dorothy BordersDecember 29, 2019 at 11:34 AM

      I did! We had visits from out-of-town relatives that we usually only see once a year. It is always great to catch up.

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