with breathless wonder
December is welcomed-
this year with open arms
decorations, long stored away,
reappear under delicate tissue and tinsel,
pristine in their nostalgia
recipes, dusty with ancient flour
and memories, awaken senses
from long ago kitchens
wrapping, ribbon, old bows,
adorn newly polished relics
damasked and sewn
chalk figures purchased with pennies
gaze in adoration at the Baby
in the creased cardboard stable
this is the year of my delight-
Christmas is mine again
Second week of Advent
thecourseofourseasons 
Lovely… you put into words the emotions which so many feel. Are you still in the same home as when I visited you? An early Merry Christmas.
We are! And here to stay after having the house on the mrkt for 2yrs with no luck. But happier now and making our way. Nice to hear from you and Merry Christmas to you and yours!