There’s a “Christmasy” feeling in the air this morning and I’m not sure why. Perhaps it has to do with getting up early and NOT having the sun shining already AND having the whole day to ourselves? I remember Christmases from the northern east coast – I’d get up early, the snow would be reflecting cool greywhite light into the room, making everything just a bit indistinct and magical. I’d sneak down to look at the tree with all the gifts underneath, not daring to turn on the tiny lights all by myself yet. The tree was dark and silent but full and waiting patiently for us all to wake up.