Much to do for Christmas,   much accomplished today.      Late.    Late and tired.    Will have to do serious “Tuesday”   posting tomorrow.

Meanwhile . . .


There is no limit to what we’ll do for Love.     

If there is,   it’s not Love.

Those aren’t Christmas cookies on my cabinet tonight.   They are Cookie Maps.   It’s a joke that I hope a six-year-old will appreciate.

He flies to me next week,   all the way from California.    The cookies are so he’ll know where to find me!      (Grandpa’s origins are at the blue dot.)

No limit to what crazy things we’ll do for Love.

But it would have been easier if we lived in Wyoming or Colorado.

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