On the solstice

The presents are (mostly) wrapped, the tree is twinkling, and now I’m looking forward to the best part of all: my family coming home to me. Meanwhile, I’m curling up with a good book, and so, by the way, is Habibi. He seems to appreciate this story, which features a large, ┬ánot to say portly, cat who turns out not to be as timid as everyone thinks.

Tidings of comfort and joy, my peoples! May next year shine bright.

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