This is the first Christmas in many years where the family didn't come to our house. Instead, we are gathered in Maine, along the rocky coast thereof. It is currently a balmy 29 degrees F.

Our friends from Sydney send us photos of the visits to the beach, suffering scalding sunburns and having Christmas dinner dressed for a luau.

Our friends in Westchester complain or rejoice about the coming snow.

The pjs have been exchanged and it is off to nyquil induced sugar-plum land we go.

We'll always have Cuenca!

Merry Christmas.
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