Awakening to Christmas Eve morning to see the first real snow on the ground (after Thor had made a tremendous lot of noise with his chariot of goats in the night), I was amazed at how precisely the ancient pagans had pinpointed the winter solstice. Good Jul, everyone! I admit I had a hard time getting into the Christmas Spirit this year. The neighbors put me to shame with all their outdoor lights, so the tree went up with its lights and some tiny hanging bulbs. That was fine with the girls, who prefer "little things", but I didn't actually feel it until the bigger bulbs were added and the top angel was finally found to put atop the tree.
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