
Our well-lit tree (the old flashing string of lights, plus three new LED ones) casts light in christmas balls onto the ceiling.

Tarquin Supurflus, the cat of little brain, has taken to curling up near the tree when the lights are on.

And the Beryl-creature is teaching young Miss Doormouse about the finer points of string.
Peace and holiday spirits to all, whether you celebrate anything or not.