Christmas Eve is no doubt the most festive and exciting night, but Christmas night is my favorite: cosiest ever. The work has been done, the presents have been opened, and peace descends. We like to go out in the afternoon and come back home at dusk to our books, puzzles, a warm fire, and the best leftovers in the calendar year.
We always go for a hike on Christmas afternoon, after our big mid-day dinner. We had a cold, cold rain all morning today, but it ended and we were able to bundle up and go. Daisy currently finds clothes unacceptable so it was difficult to keep her warm, but we stuffed her into the backpack against her will and eventually she subsided.
The rocks and boulders were a glowing seafoam green from the wet mosses and lichens. There was not another soul out on the trail.
The glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
(photo credits to the Composer today)