Try as he might Craig couldn't seem to convince Hermione that there was not enough snow for a sled ride this morning. Actually there wasn't any snow, just very thick frost which hasn't moved from most of the back garden for days.
We completed our Yule scene today. A couple of little animals in a sparkly forest, looking up at the sun (a gold sprayed acorn), awaiting the return of it's strength.
I'm not certain what to do next week. Part of me feels that I should pack up the books and leave things till the new year now, but another part of me feels that we should carry on. We generally spend less than an hour a day doing anything with any kind of structure and we both enjoy it. I know it sounds corny but it just isn't like 'work.' It's a pleasure not a chore.
I've ordered some back issues from Horrible Science and Aquila magazine. Looking forward to their arrival.
Off to string cranberries and popcorn. Must check those orange slices drying in the airing cupboard too. Oh, tis the season to be frivolous la la la la la.