O Christmas Tree

I worked on exterior illumination this afternoon. The little hemlock tree in our front is kind of scraggly so the lights would not go on evenly.  The wind out of the north was blowing at about twenty miles an hour which made the strands of lights stiff as barb wire.
I had to stop a few times, go inside and drink hot chocolate to warm my bones.  When it got dark, the tree looked a little better than I thought.
The inside tree looks great!  This may be the best shaped tree we've ever had and it's just the right size. I tend to pick out trees that are much too big. Jilda tends to pick out trees that are too small. When we go together, we usually get one that close to the right size.
We have a Time Life Christmas cassette tape that has about ninety minutes of old Christmas music today. 
There is a blues songs that I've only heard on this tape. "Last Month of the Year" must be almost as old as Christmas itself, but I challenge anyone to listen to it and not smile.
The tape also has Odetta singing Oh Come All Ye Faithful and it's a remarkable rendition of that song.
All in all, it's been a great day.