We are so lucky in this city that we get to experience the golden-sun, blue-skied brilliance of winters. It is a magical time of the year and an integral part of it is the holiday season. It feels like a few precious days before the clock strikes twelve on the night of December 31. January 1 is a very quiet day, mostly. People are sleeping in, the year is young… and everyone is steeling themselves for the fact that it will be more than five months before a holiday arrives. How amazing it would be to have one more 4-day weekend in the year!

There is no end to housework, sigh. With this one last random thought, it is time to sign off.