There is no snow this year . . .
but Christmas is not about snow.
Today it will be the two of us . . .
and there is no turkey in the oven until the 27th. . .
but we plan to go knock on doors. . .
I'm a happy girl here in the bungalow.
I am celebrating the birth of Christ . . .
and that is what Christmas is all about.
Merry Christmas my dear ones.