The holiday has been observed, and we’re heading back to New England later today, where I will attempt to stay home for more than five days. I’m not entirely sure where the time went; the very act of being family was practically a full time job. I did make a remarkably good loaf of bread.

I’m regretting not having taken the time to go door to door and take pictures of the full splendor of the Christmas-fied Houston suburbs; it’s a particular flavor of festive that is worth sharing.