That Time of Year Again

It's come and gone, yet again, although you wouldn't know it from the store fronts, decorated yards, and the line at the post office. I feel like Christmas is still coming, lurking somewhere around the corner. How can it be over? There's no snow on the ground, there's no swarm of tourists, and I haven't been working for two weeks straight (I haven't been working at all, in fact). It's the first time in four years that's the case and I'm still getting used to it. That doesn't mean there hasn't been any Christmas spirit; Christmas Eve we strolled downtown under the brilliantly decorated store fronts and buildings, and even the Christmas cactus is decked out in festive cheer.
Christmas morning I helped Bubba get started on opening his presents. He's a quick learner - after the first one he unwrapped them all by himself. Two days later only one of those four toys remains whole. Oh, well.

Bubba and Carl all cleaned up for Christmas dinner.

Here's wishing everyone a happy holiday time of year!