One more sleep......

Well, 'pon my soul, dear friends, what on earth has happened to the weather? Why one could fair float to work with the deluges of late. Our dear green and pleasant land really is a tad soggy. Give me crisp frosty weather for the festive season for nought can surplant a cold festive snap. I do so hope for a crisp Christmas Day on which to sally forth for a brisk constitutional. Alas, dear souls, me thinks one may be disappointed. The antipodeans report oddities in their own seasonsonal weather too, for they have experienced marble like hail storms in what is now their summer. Such, my dears, is life for whomsoever truly understands the weather. 

Today may have been Christmas Eve however t'was another normal professional day of toil for many of us. Thankfully, after a mad dash, skip hop and jump, I was able to attend the latter half of the Carols in the Cowshed. Such a beautiful tradition kept alive by our dear neighbouring farmer whose family have done so for many years. The joy it affords one is really quite hard to express but Christmas just is not Christmas without it. Traditional carols, mixed with new, voices raised in song, smiling faces ....Why, fair marks the beginning of the festivities for me. 

To the antipodeans, I wish an early Merry Christmas for 'tis tomorrow already today over there. We do so wish you have a lovely day and look forward to talking to you later on your day today and our day tomorrow. Now, do keep up dears......

Where ever you are, dear souls, have a very Merry Christmas and may all your wishes come true. Do also try to remember those less fortunate than yourselves for there by the grace of god go we. A moment of kindness goes a long way; a kind word, a coin, a tasty morsel and a hot drink; whatever you choose, dear souls.

Dashing and prancing, blitzing ....

Dear souls, where is the time going! Why 'tis fair galloping past at a rate that takes one's breath away.  The festive season is fast approaching and one has amazingly managed to bring together a few little contributions for the festivities. We are yet, however, to decorate for we are firm believers in waiting til mid point in December. This very eve our dear next door neighbour has been indulging the children and creating a garden winter wonderland. 'Tas to be said that one does believe that it is not just the children who enjoy decorating for their dear father has spent the last few hours enthusiastically threading endless lights on trees and across buildings, why he even has lights that emulate snow falling - so very pretty. 

We were most fortunate to receive an invitation to a delightful art exhibition this last weekend. We enjoyed some time on the day of rest perusing some very nice art indeed and chatting with our hosts, two eminant local artists. Both are hugely respected for their art and are most lovely people indeed. We do so enjoy these invitations. 

Last evening saw me cutting out two garments in preparation for another day of fun, enjoyment and sewing with my seamstress friend. The male guardian will once again be at his professional toil therefore we will spend a day in fruitful activity. Two garments have been prepared for one really cannot decide which to undertake on the day. Cutting them out in preparation will save time on the day and potentially allow one to complete a garment under the gimlet eye of my tutor, and maybe even discuss the construction of the other. My "tutor" is a strict tutor and I know the garment will be made to her usual precise standard, which is so worth the extra effort. I am really looking forward to my day of sewing, dear souls, so very much.