Merry Much Happens

1061.696 - 1111.425 Catherine Nicolai

I watched the ducks waddling off to the pond, which hadn't frozen over yet, to spend the day sunbathing on the banks. They called to each other as they went, and I sang out, Honk the herald angels sing. I crack me up. I looked down at the lights in my hands. I knew there was a system for this, where to start and a best way to proceed, without getting the cords all tangled up.