It's blessedly quiet around here this morning, which gives me time to think about how grateful I am for my family—we entertained 19 last evening from ages 8 months to 90—and many friends, those I've known forever, and others I've met more recently.
Merry Christmas to you all and a prayer for peace everywhere. I'm taking a short break from these pages and will be back sometime next week. In the meantime, there's a red-headed wren flitting around the empty bird feeder. After I fill it up, I'll continue dreaming of a long winter's nap.
Merry Christmas Nicki!