It just seems plain wrong to be buying lilies in December, however much I might like them. It's slim pickings in the garden but the one thing that is blooming (or berrying?) is the enormous holly bush. It's so damn Christmassy I couldn't help but bring some inside to get us in a festive mood.
Now that I've finally met my deadline and written the story that had seen me elevate procrastination to a higher art, I can finally turn to Christmas with a clear conscience and a renewed sense of purpose. Bring it on...
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