The air is chilled and here I sit by radiator with tea and stitchery. The cat sleeps soundly to my left, oblivious to all but feline dreams and the occasional rustle of bird or squirrel outside. In the air is the sounds of Christmas sung in Latin and for this moment I am at peace and I am free.
Happy Wednesday, Dears.
May your day be merry and bright.
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