In the air, there's a feeling of Christmas. Not quite....

I went down in the black hole garage in search of my Christmas tree, wreath, and lights. I didn't find them among the boxes that I could reach. (I hope that my tree isn't being crushed.) However, I did find my cooking spices!

I've been playing Christmas carols. The Robert Shaw Chamber Singers version of "Oh Come, Emmanuel" still gives me chills. The carols give me a yearly reminder of how much I love choral music. Some year, I'll be singing Christmas carols instead of listening to them.

I took a drive around my area to see if any houses had Christmas lights up, and very few did. Maybe their Christmas lights are piled behind boxes too.