A neighbor of ours, an older woman with a spritely black dog, stopped by our house last night. Knocked. When was the last time someone unexpectedly knocked on our door? Ever? She had brought with her a bright red bag. Inside of this bag, beneath layers of oh-so-fun paper, was a stuffed wolf pup. Every year that she loses a friend, she explained, she adds a new little one to her Christmas list. We have no tree, no flashy lights nor tasty tinsel, but it sure feels cozy and Christmassy over here. :)
