On this Christmas Eve, wherever you are, I hope you and yours are warm and comfortable and that you celebrate the season surrounded by those you love.

The cards and packages have been sent…

The tree is trimmed…

I hung holly, pine cones, fir and bulbs on any non-moving object…

{I saved Redfern, our pheasant, the indignity of a Santa hat that Mr. B wanted to put on him.}

The fire is laid, the mantle decorated…

The table is set…

…and I still hear the bell.

Merry Christmas, Dear Friends!