Well, what a lovely Christmas. I wanted to write some grateful words, by way of simple thanks for what I have been given.
Of course, it is family, close by and at distance that we always think of at Christmas.
There was a bitter-sweet arrival at our house just before Christmas, in that we became custodians of a beautiful piano that belonged to a friend who is no longer with us. She left the instrument to a local church, who have no need of it yet, so it will live here until it is called in to communal action. This has meant that I have fallen in love with playing again, particularly with my own family. To the family who have lost, we offer our song.
I could mention other lovely things received, but instead, because I am so proud of her, here are some pictures of the present from Michaela, who made me a piece of art to celebrate my visit to St Kilda last year. It is stunning.