The Eve and the Day

Oh, what a Day.

Not bad for a nonagenarian, right? Aunt Lill, not MB.

And before that?

Oh what an Eve.

It all started there, at our house, on The Eve, with lovely family . . .

. . . and lovely friends. Oh, the Eve was good.

 And our Tree? . . .

Well, yes. I know. Majestic. Watching over us.

And then . . .

The Day.

 The Stick.

The Presents.

And the Fun.

Let's sum up, shall we?

Love and Christmas and Aunt Lill and fabulousness and love and Mom and hospitality and Mumsie and family and freighbors and Love.

Thank you, my peeps.