I hope you all had a very merry Christmas. We celebrated the Lord's birthday in style, peacefully, happily, together.
The last week of the year just started, what the citizens of Marseille call 'le bout d'an', the 'last bit', this in-between part of the year.
Still at my parent's house, I felt a bit lost today, not sure what to begin, or what to leave until next year.
Good thing we're having a lot of snow. That way at least I know I can shovel. Something useful to do even on a disoriented day.
This year's last advent gift will go to Trashalou, if you'll let me know your address.
And don't you worry, all of you. I won't disappear on you again. Your comments are way too charming for me to take leave without a trace or a word again.