I made my wreath using an old homemade grapevine one I had. In truth, it was the Thanksgiving wreath: I took off turkeys and Pilgrims and gourds and put on evergreen garland and lights and ropes of beads. And when it a got dark, I realized the LED cool white lights did not look like shimmering ice but were harsh, not unlike spotlights in a POW camp in the Arctic. (As if I know)

I’m going to have to go out there, retrieve the wreath, take off the beads and cool white horrible lights and put on something that radiates rather than penetrates. It seems like a plodding chore right now, but I know when I do it, I will feel good . . . because somewhere in that redo is a bit of real Christmas spirit.