The company - the kids and kinfolk from the hill - have come and gone. We had a wonderful time. Lots of good food, and a few martinis. And a redneck version of wassail. The kitchen is all cleaned up, and I'm on the back porch (70 degrees here!) trying to work up enough gumption to get up and go to bed. There's a book on the nightstand that's calling my name.
Merry Christmas to all!
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