Christmas Lights

As if to confound my predictions of "gloom", the universe put on a show this morning. It is not as spectacular as this, or this, or this, but down here in Oxfordshire we do not expect these kinds of astral fireworks. I'm suitably admonished

Credit to MrsM for the pictures, which are better than mine 

The pies are baked, the tarts are terrific, the roast is (part) roasted, the orange sauce is made, the yule log is on the stove, the green ginger wine was (heart) warming, the presents are wrapped, the choir are singing on the telly (a pity to set the Bee Carol to such a dirge, but never mind), we lit a beeswax candle with supper and toasted the season; I think that is all the traditions ticked. Mundane but comforting

Good wishes to all, however you plan to spend it