Not all battles are fought with a sword
It’s over.
It is what it is,
and not what it could
should
might
be.
The stores are (hopefully) closed
quiet,
empty,
and even Amazon and FedEx can’t save you now.
There’s only the snow outside,
a hot cup of tea inside,
a pair of goofy cats,
and the two of you,
who have given me as fine a year
as anyone could hope for.
Thanks.
No tag for this post.Here’s wishing everyone (and especially our dogged and faithful readers) a happy holidays however you choose to celebrate them. (We choose to eat too much, but that’s just us.)
Thanks for helping make our first year of individual blogging a lot of fun, and for being patient as we stumble about in the maze of possibilities that is the Modern IntarWeb Thing!
