I would have put a candle in the window, but instead decided to put it under a photograph of some grapes.
It isn’t one of those special ‘drip’ candles, but the wax proceeded to run all down the bottle and puddle at the bottom.
Our neighbours gave us this beautiful poinsettia for Christmas.
The Italian name for it is ‘Stella di Natale’ or ‘Christmas Star’.
It nails the shape but I’m not so sure about the colour.
We often get splendid sunsets here.
This one comes on the heels of a day of blinding sunlight and cloudless blue sky.
Maybe we’ll get another day like it tomorrow.
Clive is silhouetted against the light from his lamp as he plays his keyboard.
He doesn’t play carols, but he has one faithful singer.
Taylor regularly accompanies him with soaring whoops like a one-dog wolf pack.
Sometimes the other two dogs join in, and then I wonder what the neighbours think 300 metres away.
This is the filigree bell that goes with the filigree bauble.
Naturally it doesn’t have a clapper, and even if it did, the sound would escape out of all those little holes.
This is my favourite Christmas tree decoration ever (so far).
I bought it, among others, when we finally completed the very difficult purchase of our first house in Italy on Christmas Eve 2003.