I usually take off the last weekend before Advent begins, and I suspect by the time Boxing Day arrives this year, I will be wishing I had done because I will be so very, very tired.  For all that, yesterday was a good day, a very good day, with a toy service, which saw lots of new toys gathered for the Salvation Army to distribute, a big gathering of folk sharing a soup lunch, and many of us learning how to make wreaths - mine in the photo above.

Having been at church at 8 a.m. to start off the slow cooker and not leaving until nearly 3 p.m. after we had cleared up, it was a long day.  The days ahead are filling up rapidly, with all sorts of good things and, weather/trains permitting, a few work-related trips. 

Although I have to constantly remind myself I am now rapidly approaching 62 not 22, I do enjoy all the craziness of this time of year.