I am alive, finally well, and ensconced in the joy of the season. I wish for you and yours the best of all holidays, what ever you celebrate, for celebrate we must, here in the bleak winter, as the days finally come through the nadir.
A very Merry Happy, dearest darlings. A very Merry Happy, indeed!
(We are feasting on various cheeses, Prosecco sparkling wine, grapes, Christmas cookies frosted and sprinkled by the kids, a spicy artichoke and spinach spread, roasted peppers in oil, figs in grappa, olives stuffed with gorgonzola, paprika salami and Jack's fresh baguettes. Wish you were here to share the bliss.)
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