It’s the night before Christmas and all through my brain there are sighs of contentment because all I need to do tonight is sit and look at the pretty, pretty Christmas tree. Joan surprised me at Thanksgiving by giving me this tree, which I’d admired since the first time I saw it at their house several years back. I set it up the day we got back and haven’t really felt a need to do any other decorating; I just flip the switch and watch the colors change and shimmer.

One year ago: With Care
Two years ago: Presto-Pine & Sugar Play
Three years ago: Winter Count–October
Four years ago: The Stockings Were Hung on the Bookcase with Care
Five years ago: Peace on Earth and Goodwill to All
Six years ago: Books I Have Not Read