The month has turned. Outside, the night is falling, bringing to a close the first day of the last month of the year. Christmas is a breath away; I spent the morning writing Christmas cards, our tree is up (and will be decorated tomorrow), there are presents (mostly books, this year - in this house, are you surprised...) wrapped and piled underneath the tree.
And yes, I can listen to the music, without being thought cheesy or premature.
Glance outside. Take a breath of the wintry air.
Winter is here. Christmas is coming. The season is stirring my blood once again.
I have three favourite Christmas carols. I give them to you: