It's snowing lightly outside, we're supposed to have three to five inches by tomorrow morning (White Christmases are rare around here, but not unheard of; I can remember several in my lifetime), both girls are here, I have all my present-wrapping done (except for one that I forgot about), and I've been to the store to pick up a few last things we needed. In other words . . .
Okay, Christmas, bring it on.
(Seriously, Merry Christmas to all of you, and thank you for being part of this blog.)
Dream of the Iron Dragon, by Robert Kroese
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