I warmly greet you this December’s First.

Has November slipped into her hush, lying beneath winters welcome? Is the trill of Advent here? A gentle leading to the coming day wrapped with treasures. I open my doors and feel the rush of December curl and cool around the heralds of this season. Faith, Peace, Joy and Love. I slow my pace, linger on theses fragrant words, suturing Advent's lace into December's memories.

Faith for you my Friends

Rosaleen