and all through the house just one creature was stirring, for sure not a mouse.
The colorful papers were wrapped into shape by Pretty whose hands never made a mistake.
Her gifts were bought with the greatest of care throughout the year from here, there and everywhere
But now came the question that brought such a fright amidst wrapping papers in the morn’s early light:
What on earth did I do with all of those gifts for 2022?
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Meanwhile, I offer support without stirring in front of the fire but cheering on Pretty whose care I admire.
Ok. That’s enough. Somebody stop me. The Grinch in me is done.
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Pretty has always been the heart of our holidays.
Pretty at Christmas on Canterbury in 2012
Slava Ukraini. For the children.
I'll Call It Like I See It 
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