After ten days of some on-and-off snowing, we're back to no snow at all. Ah, well. At least we got white Christmas.
The last couple of parties are today/tonight. We went to a few over the weekend - even a 'singing' party at midnight on Saturday. Actually, I went. Couldn't manage to persuade my wife to stay there. She was exhausted and had a headcold. But we both agree that this party had some beautiful songbirds. Especially the migratory ones, who - like us - only flew here to stay over the holidays. I had forgotten that arresting beauty. The radiance. A siren is a better description. Unwittingly casting a spell on those that gaze at her. Oh, cruel world!