Last issue, clean the car.

Craggy rocks looked impossible.

Hard, difficult, tricky – yes.

Not impassable!

In fact, a great place for a picnic. Providing you don’t sit down!

If you believe in the power of the moon rising, the branch creaking and the snow melting – you are in good company.

Who are these fine lasses and lads?

We are not sure.

We sit and contemplate the shape of an ungraded orange.

We sniff and then take easy deep breaths of spicy, piny air.

Ski along here sometime. Snow or not.

Strutting along singing a song. We are pleased.

Soon the best benefits of flowering madrillion makers will be realized and fantastic as it may be, nobody has to do anything any more.

That is, unless there’s something, that one good thing, you would really, truly like to do!

Drawing pictures out of your secret, but charming, thoughts.

It’s on show and much appreciated.

We had them laughing beyond any tragic moment and restored optimism.

Plans, promises and pledges were acted on and offered.

So festive, so forthcoming and so easy.

Drama by drop.

Drips fell onto a metallic carpet making musical sounds at seemingly random intervals.

People in the street were interviewed with strangely personal questions.

Ice formed and quickly melted under the eaves of the wooden roofs.

The tree was clad in every color of LED light.

Technical traditions ruled the roost, sweetness ruled on the porches.