Christmas Night Christmas Night I was on the trail for my annual Christmas walk, and coming home in near darkness I saw this house off in the woods, a blocky old farmhouse joyfully festooned with lights and banners and little figures, though only the lights are seen in the dark. If we’d had a little more snow it would have been even more perfect. . . . . . . . For a print of any photo, visit “purchasing” for availability and terms. For photos of lots of black cats and other cats—and even some birds as I first published this post there—visit The Creative Cat. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like this:Like Loading… Related Discover more from Today Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email. Type your email… Subscribe Post navigation Poem for Sunday: An Old MemoryThe Christmas Moon Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.