For my english readers, I found this lovely christmas story:
When the Magi laid their rich offerings of myrrh, frankincense, and gold, by the bed of the sleeping Christ Child, legend says that a shepherd maiden stood outside the door quietly weeping.
She, too, had sought the Christ Child. She, too, desired to bring him gifts. But she had nothing to offer, for she was very poor indeed. In vain she had searched the countryside over for one little flower to bring Him, but she could find neither bloom nor leaf, for the winter had been cold.
And as she stood there weeping, an angel passing saw her sorrow, and stooping he brushed aside the snow at her feet. And there sprang up on the spot a cluster of beautiful winter roses, — waxen white with pink tipped petals.
„Nor myrrh, nor frankincense, nor gold,“ said the angel, „is offering more meet for the Christ Child than these pure Christmas Roses.“
Joyfully the shepherd maiden gathered the flowers and made her offering to the Holy Child.
an old legend by Lizzie Deas
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Götz A. Primke did a complete hotel business apprenticeship in a 5 star hotel in Berlin and completed his university years at the university of applied sciences in Munich with a degree as Diplom-Betriebswirt in tourism economics. Following some years as editor in a german renowned hotel business magazine he started to work as freelance journalist, travel journalist, travel blogger, food journalist and food blogger. His articles are published in german newspapers, magazines, web-sites and on his own platform Le Gourmand http://www.legourmand.de/ . He writes about travel, destinations, hotels, restaurants, food & beverages, cooking, gourmandise cuisine and everything that tastes good.