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DECK THE HALLS WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY

There are holly bushes up our road a bit and in towards the pool . The developers filled the our grounds with beautiful shrubs and trees. A wide variety. Back in the eighties. Some are dying back now but they have been kept up and the replacements, while there are more desert friendly plants, keep up the fine plant tradition. We even have crepe myrtles. But the point is the holly. Traditional.

Then there is snow from this week's rains. Up high. The other morning we had a peek of sun and moonglow at the same time on San Jacinto. The big boy right in front of our view. 12000 feet. Snow.

We had some stollen. I wrote about it the othr day.But not really very good. He put in too much fruit. A common mistake. This is Southern California. Not a place where that kind of thing is understood. But we had it anyway.

I roasted a turkey breast both for the holiday and because it has run out. It is a staple of our normal diet. But we will have stuffing and cranberries. I know this sounds more like Thanksgiving but that is what we have always done.

I cancelled the mince pie. I have made one every year only to really want one piece so we put it on the nostalgia list.

Our schedule was kind of weird. I had volunteered to sit at a 24 hour event and that was from 530 to 630. Then I had a regular 7 AM Meeting, Saturday. Every week.

I got home just in time to see John go to his Meeting.

We actually gathered, all three of us, at 1PM.

We had a gift stocking from a friend which we opened and that was the day.

We buy anything we want when we want it so we don't exchange gifts. Besides, John got his present on his birthday Thursday.

All in all it was an entirely happy holiday.

I enjoy the runup as much, actually more, than the day. The cards, the advent calendar trimatree thing we have, the house decorations that we have had for years and still carry from one place to another and so on. Even the LED lights if the truth were known.

Then the day is here and it is all over. We will keep the stuff up for awhile and then retire it all until next year.

Merry Christmas.

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