in the countryside, quiet evenings
of the last month of this old year
with the velvet of night time tucked around me
like a cosy & familiar blanket
my thoughts ran to the magic of christmas
and i pondered times past, present & future
the giving & the sharing & the meaning. . .
those thoughts stirred others in my mind
i set about making (the 1st time since too long ago).
i have unburied my boxes of treasures
& began beading berry red hearts 
and wondering what gifts i could make
with my bundles of richly coloured ribbons
i have brushing glittering gold
onto my christmas card designs
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such enjoyment in the stitching & painting
and making things to give, with love.
and for me, its part of the magic of christmas
x x x