Brrrrr…COLD outside! And the sunlight hours have shrunk so that it’s dark most of the time now. I’m going stir-crazy in the cottage, discovering new heights on the tops of bookshelves and the beams just below the ceiling.
But my witch has cheered me up by announcing that another holiday is eminent. She calls it Yule.
She hauled in a bunch of boxes that were filled with things to adorn the cottage for the event. Always willing to help, I investigated each box thoroughly and pulled out most of their contents for her.
In the process, I may have played with a few of the items. How was I to know that they broke so easily?