A Happy Christmas

I have a finished 1940s dress to show you.

I have writing news and thoughts in the hopper.

I have holiday recipes I could totally share...if you like mincemeat.

But instead, all I've got is a Sophie Biscuit photo.

Five minutes after getting the tree up, she was in it. She was incredibly well-behaved, given the fact that she was a small kitten in a tree and could have wreaked havoc: no broken ornaments or chewed wires. However, she's been banned from the great room until the tree comes down after Twelfth Night.

And to all a good night.