Queen of all she surveys - Holly testing out the smart new dining chairs tucked under the lovely new dining table, and giving her seal of approval.

Yesterday I joined some friends at a charity carols by candlelight event in Edinburgh - and in the lucky-dip managed to win no less than a television!  Just need to arrange to collect it from the charity's offices in town as I'd left before they contacted me with the news, but, wow!

Feeling very blessed.

The Tyger

by William Blake

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?