Of festivities.
In which the witchling was more interested, perhaps unsurprisingly, in the wrapping paper around her leg warmers than in the things themselves (note wrapping made from previous and very substantial printed versions of thesis – finally! I burn it!), Quercus and I decorated our entire house with holly and ivy, and we discovered the delights of jewel biscuits (thank you Lisa – our tree is decorated entirely with these) and dark solstice cake (Doc, I blame you for our rapid expansion).