|Weak at the thought|
|A season of silly hats|
|A season of thrift and recycling|
Then you can concentrate on the happy traditions, the ones that transport you back down the long line of Christmases past, only pausing at the ones that are smiling to greet you. So often these happy moments come down from the attic in battered cardboard boxes (smelling slightly of mouse).
|A season of recycling memories|
|Beware of the mistletoe|
|Dreaming of a white Christmas|
|A new tradition in the making|
|A present from a friend far away|
And if you want to bask in a warm glow of festive nostalgia, my special Christmas book, although out of print, is still available on Amazon here and here - starting price only a penny (which of course sets off a whole new train of nostalgia and reminiscence about geese and old men . . . .).
|And here is one that I made earlier, accompanied by a steady gaze|