It's Christmas Eve. All the holiday letters to family have been written (friends, you'll be receiving January letters), parcels have been sent north, and most of the ingredients (except for the wine) have been picked up for tomorrow's Christmas dinner.
The new book by my favourite author is sitting on a night-table in the bedroom, art projects-in-progress are waiting in the artroom, and for the next twelve days, J will be home for the holidays (hip hip hurray for sleeping in late, pancake breakfasts and staying in our pajamas til noon!).
All next week, I'll be posting photographs of the holiday windows in New York. I hope you'll pop by for a look.
And wherever you will be over the holidays, I wish you a very Merry Christmas with those you love.
