Given it’s Christmas Eve day (weird collection of words we’re used to) it’s not much of a Monday. People are busy and hurrying and readying and cooking, or, if outside the thrum of it, observing the scurry.
It’s not even close to a white Christmas here in Chicago this year. Lots of brown grass and empty trees, but at night the lights are lovely.
It’s far from night now, though, with a broad, clear sky, not even the memory of clouds. It doesn’t look cold, which is no guide here in the winter.
Whether you celebrate Christmas or don’t celebrate Christmas, I wish you joy and peace, health and stability.
I hope you enjoy all of the holidays, whatever form they take.